April 1, 2013
I feel a little empty.
The time,
That extra space
You made
When you scooted over
Just a little closer.
When you'd look at me
Like you were looking at something new.
You opened your mind
And your past.
You showed me your scars
I showed you mine.
You crashed into
My thoughts,
Making me believe in good.
Making me believe in me.
The long ago wrong
Shrank.
All this space in my chest,
I feel it now.
I didn't feel it then.
As it all shifted, and you moved in,
It was so subtle.
But so definite at the last.
No mushroom cloud,
No explosion,
Not a bullet hole,
Or bang.
Just poisonous words seeping in silently
Until the thin veil of non reality
Had dissolved.
It didn't matter.
None of it.
There was no beginning,
No end.
Just a misunderstanding
Of where I was standing.
No fallout,
No breaking.
Just a little ache
Where you made room for yourself,
But never showed.
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