You were the soft smog that seeped into my heart
A gentle breeze that carried the winter in each breath
I hated that.
How refreshing, yet deadly you could be
How my body was constantly seeking warmth
I hated that.
Can you remember the first crack?
The piercing sound of inevitability
The bottled up go that we refused to let go
I hated that.
Did you watch my bones bend?
Fracture itself into puzzle pieces
Embedded itself to make you feel whole
I hated that.
Do you still consume more than what is given
Are you still not satisfied
Was she worth the hunger?
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