Tears running down like they have feet. Tongue out caught them like snowflakes that just won’t dissolve.
My throat is rough like I spent last night busy.
Those words suspended in the cavern of my mouth. Echoing but hardly making it out. Pull on those words till that choke comes through my chest. Pipe cleaner in my throat, swallow it and swirl it around.
The clog comes out.
The porcelain cracks into a smile and I told you I just wanted you to be happy, even if that wasn’t with me.
What horse ****.