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Dec 2015
Continuous tides of connection,
Communication and touch between us,
And now silence.
Stillness.
Not a single tremor or ripple
Not even a whisper of wind.

Like the moments after a bomb drops,
you've left my ears ringing.
I don't know what I've done
To deserve this.
Silence.
Stillness.

No response.
Thinking you're being ignored is one thing, knowing you're being ignored is another monster entirely.
Genevieve
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Genevieve
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