mistress
January 26th, 2012 § Leave a Comment
i sit across from you as you spill the dark tale. secrets and shame find light in the reflection of your teary eyes. hands clasped tightly around an already cooled cup of coffee. i am unmoved. unsurprised. unable to comprehend how feather light whispers weigh so heavily on your heart. that has leapt from your chest onto the sleeve of another. the other. a mistress you have become.
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