Thursday, 4 February 2016

Something Fowl

I had a nightmare that I went forward in time, and every ex-lover was once again mine. We were all staring at each other, some of us wondering if we were blind, all of us wondering if we were out of our fucking minds. In each of their faces, I remembered the individual lies I told them, but the only guilt I felt was over the lie I told myself that I'd forever want to hold them. One of them, as if she could read my mind, stepped forward and asked, "when you wake up alone why will you feel so cold then?"

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