I miss my boyfriend
I miss his hands and lips
I miss his comfort
I miss his warmth
I miss everything I had
I don’t see a way out
All I see is dark and no hope
I miss my life so much
Huffing and puffing
A shadow of a rectangle
Carrying down a mattress
“You will need your rest.”
Tosses blankets on me
Moves the mattress toward me
“Shackles should reach”
I lay on the mattress in distress
He shuffles through boxes
As if he was browsing through
lost and faded memories
“You look like her”
Wiped off the dust of the frame
Handed me the photograph
A woman standing outside this house
“Who is this?”
No response
Words escaped him
Tired and Distraught
Something clicked
“Aren’t you Jameson?”
He turned his head at me
“Yes I am.”
“So you destroyed my parents marriage?”
Nobody told your father to gamble
Nobody told your mom to be a slut
Nobody told your father to throw away money
Nobody told your mom to be easy
Nobody told your father to borrow money
Nobody told your mom to stay married to a liar
Nobody told your father to stay out at all hours
Nobody told your mom to be in a fake marriage
Nobody told your father to stop paying me
Be careful what you say
Be careful what you accuse
Be careful what you imply
Be careful what you ask
Ahh very good! I love how the story comes together!!
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Yes it’s starting to connect! Thank you Stella!
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You’re welcome! The suspense is killing me:):)
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That’s good!
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This series is awesome, I look forward to more.
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Thank you – wasn’t sure if I could pull it off!
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You’re welcome.
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Those last four lines though…. creepy as fuck. I love it. Chilling.
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I’m glad you like it – I’m doing my job! Thank you Tara!
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