How This Pink Tinted Cervical Mucus Looks Like

you're alone

're small and you're alone

And to hear those words from the person who is more I want in this world that is proud of me that took me into adolescence and let me go when I still claimed a home and my place in the world, another lump in my throat makes me panic and move back to mourn. Small to fill a heart of love, only to live a life that makes thousands of hours I feel that for me is over. Imagine close to your lap, pull up a doll choking child She cared for until the day he left , watch their photos of the hall and return to mourn.
I am small and I'm alone, you're small and you alone.

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small and inconclusive

I can write the saddest lines tonight ... that Neruda said.
I do not write poetry. Trying to write open wounds heal in just a few letters, bleeding anguish pouring unchecked in tears. With the incessant crying puffy eyes, rosy cheeks, and the saltiness of tears still sliding down my skin and origin of this sadness contained almost a month ago, I write stories unfinished ... I get dizzy, I'm choking, I lose, I'm drowning, I'm on the verge of abandonment ...

There are things that are anchored in my time but run ... there are things that feel so mine do not belong to anyone ... and there is urgent letters that arrive when there is nobody ...