it still stings, you know.

the all too familiar clutch and prodding of that
cavity somewhere on the left side of my chest
one intense crush
and then the evanescent flutter

and then you’re gone. like you should be.

at least i know i’m still able to feel.

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Author: angparaluman

a poster girl with no poster staying on the safe side of the road less traveled.

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