I miss you [so what happened] [?]

you know  it’s like  you start breathing when your alone.

she had never  let anything so delicate touch her  let alone cradle it.

like rotting lace… no more like wet silk

don’t  just sit there he mumbled compile…

she sighed then ran her fingers through his hair for a long  time

laying down  the ceiling was now the thing of interest

i know what that’s like. she started

he fleered at the splinter inducing floorboards silently and buried his head in her crossed legs

she hoped he would just fall asleep quietly in her lap

…maybe I only start breathing when I’m with you. she finished off simpering at the turquoise ceiling.

It too was angry, like the whole room.

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