| Leaving |
| I hold my breath, heart pounding in my chest. Just words, mere words, is this some sort of test? I see your lips moving, speaking, yet, why can't I hear? I turn my face away, "what did you say again dear?" I reached out a trembling hand to arrange books on the table, then cling to the edge for support, my knees weak and unstable. Your words form again, breaking the silence in the room. Pounding inside my head they fill my heart with doom. Your good-by is so hollow, just a whisper and lacking emotion. The closing of the door behind you destroys my world in one small motion. |
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