her expression said it all silently, speaking
of letting go.
"I've failed to provide a balancing
support for your every need,
I made this the best that it could be
and grew myself from every seed
you planted in the heart of me."
Same that's been said for centuries,
we just find ways to say it differently.
From promises spoken between bedsheets,
and romantic casualties, everywhere in between.
But when those bones grow old,
I won't be the one holding on and waiting for
the door to open up just to watch it close.
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