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May 2012
Her body moves closer to him beneath his hands
She wonders if she passes inspection
If the previous rejection has not become obsolete
And the muslces he works so hard for
Burn for something he remembers so clearly now
The memories from their antebellum period
How she had felt in these arms before
And with trespassing eyes, he lingers too long into hers
His lips trace the curve of her heart
Teeth marks on his shoulder is all that will remain
of evidence of her presence in the morning

She startles awake to find herself fused to his side
She engulfs that bridge in flames
Cuts herself out
And with sleeping limbs, sore and stiff
She leaves his quiet form

And she knows everyone has someone they want that they can’t have
We’re all desperately seeking someone to love
The one who got away

But love should never hurt the eyes
Should never stain a face with tears
She ran away from home
Ran away from the man she loved
Afraid to feel anything new
She left those things that made her feel safe
But before she turned to leave
He said to her
I know thy shape
The crook of this arm will always remember it
Your place will always remain here
And so it is.
Written by
Halcyon Dementia
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