Sunday, June 2, 2013

Nothing to you, Everything to me

You sat next to me and you asked my name. The music was too loud but the way you said it was the best song of the night. You said all these nice things and you asked to have me. I told you to wait, I'll be back. I paced at the bar and ordered a shot of whiskey and a healed heart. I held it carefully in my hands as I walked back to you. I searched for your warm face. And I found it, an inch from hers. She was shoving her heart in your mouth while you cradled her. I swallowed hard and I ran out. Except I didn't run out, I stood there and watched. I watched until your shoulder hit into me on your way out and the heart smashed with the floor. There were too many pieces to pick up so I left it, and left. I never came back. Nothing did.

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