by Alice Lane
(Cuckoo, MS, US)
From the person that you thought loved you to the days that I actually did, betrayal was at hand. A soft wind passed from under our noses warning us of things to come. We ignored the warnings the seasons portrayed upon our subconscious minds. Now the cold winter is here and I cant imagine how it'll end, a blizzard or a soon spring. I love my dearest. I love you. But such a word can lead to denial and hate. Love is misplaced and misused, we say it almost everyday and now it has lost its meaning. So how about, we just hold each other and hear the soft heart beat gallop from the bellows of our neck. Holding you closer and closer everyday hoping that you wont leave me surrounded by night, alone, and cold.
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