she knew something was coming but didn't say a word, thinking that if she did, it wouldn't end up happening. she waited patiently, as she felt her heart beginning to crumble bit by bit. she slept terribly every night waiting for it to happen, so she could sleep peacefully. she dreamt of the day it would come and hold her tightly, afraid of letting her go. she had been through a lot before the thing she was waiting for came.
and when it came, the only thought on her mind was, 'what will it be like when it leaves?'
// m.m.
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Dactylic
PoetryPoetic Rant Book Series - #1 A collection of poetic like sentences and, or small poems. Plus, a few poetically put rants. (lower case intended) 8/9/15 - #46 in Poetry
