{You're dripping like a saturated sunrise}
Have you ever looked at someone and just saw how physically done they were. Like they were holding onto an thin piece of thread and their grip slowly slips and they're just about to fall but they hold on, and you can tell they can only take one more swing before the crash.
The way your eyes have lost that light they used to have to them, and the way your smile never reaches your eyes.
Your dripping like a saturated sunrise and it's so beautifully horrible to watch you slip away from everything I've learned to love about you.
You're never quiet there's when your hand holds mine and it feels more like a ghost more than anything.
I miss you, and you're standing right next to me.
I don't feel at home in your arms anymore so I'm standing outside as my home burns down and I can't do anything to fight the fucking flame.
It's like watching a hurricane take so many lives and you cant do anything because the waves are too harsh and the wind is too strong but in some odd way it's so fucking beautiful.
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Not gonna lie, I love this chapter a lot
