I shoved you out of my life. I closed all doors and locked all locks. I swallowed all the keys. I closed all the curtains. I built a barrier around the house. You can't hurt me if I can't see you, hear you, feel you. But the thought of you is enough. It's like water seeping in from the cracks that overflows my mind with images and audio. Your face, hands, voice, footsteps. I may not be able to see you, hear you, feel you, but I can in my mind. I can see, hear, and feel everything about you. I can't stop. I can't get it out. I did everything I could to keep the light from coming in, but not the water.
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Ophelia Jade
Poet, freelance writer. ❤ Love to read, write, create, eat, and sleep! Instagram & Twitter: @Ophelia_Jade11
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