The Finishing Line

I find myself sitting in the middle of so many things left unfinished. What a shame: when a story is meant to be told but I swallowed half of it.

Table of Contents
i. haunting the narrative
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haunting the narrative

i keep dreaming about you
it's been nine days since we've talked
(only nine days?)
and i swear
my heart has already walked to your house
and is watching you through the window

do you still think of me?
i hope when you close your eyes
you are free of this heartache
as much as i hate you for inflicting it

heartbreaker
temptress
your mother's contact is still mother-in-law
in my dreams sometimes we are still together
and sometimes i am yelling at you

you said you hope to speak again one day
and i keep waking up
expecting to see a message from you
but i go to bed disappointed
just to keep dreaming of you