it was just like him to slip into her dream
to not quite meet her gaze, and begin to apologize
not because he was sorry, but because he had felt he had suffered enough time
without her forgiveness
he asked her if she was done being angry
and she asked him if he was done being blind
he turned away from her and opened a window she was startled to see. when he was in her dreams it was often tunnel vision.
but today there were details blooming in the peripheries. she felt herself expand from within as the exit naturally showed itself, like a thief of air showing itself out.
he jumped out
and she woke before the thud
Jan 1, 2022
Jan 1, 2022 at 1:54 PM UTC
it was just like him to slip into her dream
to not quite meet her gaze, and begin to apologize
not because he was sorry, but because he had felt he had suffered enough time
without her forgiveness
he asked her if she was done being angry
and she asked him if he was done being blind
he turned away from her and opened a window she was startled to see. when he was in her dreams it was often tunnel vision.
but today there were details blooming in the peripheries. she felt herself expand from within as the exit naturally showed itself, like a thief of air showing itself out.
he jumped out
and she woke before the thud
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