“Why?”
A question. A simple word.
Drawn out disbelief in the stale air, cradled by your absence.
One lingering syllable left on my tongue,
remaining denial, reaching out, grasping for you.
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Months after escaping, it hit her —
realising is the hardest part.
It was the spring everyone went indoors,
turned the keys in their locks, and shut the sun out.
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