I kept it all

every single communication

I kept them in a paper envelope wrapped in string

each word you wrote

for so many years I thought they were love

until one day I realized your words were knives

and that bundle on my heart was filled with half-truths

pull the blades and sew up the holes

one by one excised flesh made nothing.

·

Tonight I burn a vigil

Girl 2

© MelanieMcCurdie2016

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