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Sep 2014
I'm letting go of him today.
I untangle my fingers from his hair
and lean back till I don't feel his eyelashes on my skin
I stay on these empty sheets, bare
dig him up till I feel hollow within.
I inch away enough to
free my lower lip from his subtle bite
try not to feel his warm breath on my neck
the sweet smell of downpour to get me through the night.
It feels like this moment is passing so slow
but it is only occurring from present to past
The tips of my hair hardly touching his chest
Honey, we can't make this moment last.
makeloveandtea
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