She was a fool to believe she had the power to stop the flow of events.
Sinking into the realization that she had been sent back not to stop him, but to ensure he had felt love before the end, she lent her head against her bed and sobbed for the both of them
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Drippings
PoetryThe space between thoughts and the little things that drip out when my back is turned.
Scene 11.14.2021
She was a fool to believe she had the power to stop the flow of events.
Sinking into the realization that she had been sent back not to stop him, but to ensure he had felt love before the end, she lent her head against her bed and sobbed for the both of them