eight months.and all the happiness has lead to...?
frustration.anticipation.desperation.(read separately).
not wishing my ex-best fried on her birthday.because i didn't feel like it.was cold.
the pigeons demand a bird bath now.is freezing.
not hot enough. black frayed cardigan whose sleeves you shouldn't pull up.it loses elasticity that way.
a green framed view of the narrow busy road. through glass that reflects unkempt hair.will always be warm.
and i did not. no. no. no. no.
i did not.
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