ebb and flow

there are days it comes crashing through my walls

so forceful i catch my breath for air as i realize the absence of you.

Today it gently lapped through the shores of my skin

in the middle of the day, as the sun was still high and mighty.

i reached for my eyes and it was wet.

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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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