Phone rings.
It’s her voice,
a cold wisp
slipping through
the cracks
of the night.
She says, “Stop.
You’re too dark,
too broken,
too much for me.”
I sigh, exhaling
the shadows within.
The weight of my past
lingers on my tongue.
In silence,
our connection fades.
Love, a fleeting whisper,
dissolves into static.
I hold the receiver,
a lifeline severed,
and surrender
to my own darkness.
Click.
Goodbye
PHOTO CREDIT : HANNAH WEI
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