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I fell in love with the tiny parts of you
The tiny feeling of warmth of your hands touching my back.
The tiny part of you that speaks the truth only when your words are slurred.
The small gestures you make to heal the wounds you made
The tiny park in your eyes, that looked at me in fleeting moments when I thought I was enough to keep that spark burning.
Resentment makes up the other whole, and the tiny sparks of you caulk everything together.
The caulk is dripping and cracking
I mistakenly spread those sparks and lit them on fire
to fill the empty cracks you left in me
Now the sparks have faded and I am left with only the cracked dried parts of what I thought was you.
Or maybe I am only left with the cracked parts of what you left of me.
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