i tripped over the words you carelessly left behind, lying in the middle of the road.
hit the pavement.
traces of fire.
barely enough to hold my attention.
there were bits and pieces of things better left unsaid
lit up in the dark
casting shadows
causing trouble.
caught by surprise when the lights flickered out
a con-artist weight upon my shoulders.
never knew the words you said meant more to me
than they did to you.
I don’t want to live by those words any longer. Say you don’t mean it but it was like a blow to the chest, a knife to the heart.
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