i slip through the door, the hallway and into my room. i lean against cold wall, slowly sink to the ground. my hair's a mess and my feet hurt.
i'm so tired i don't cry.
i sit, press my fingers into the ground, wait for something to happen. but nothing does. i close my eyes and roll my head up.
love of mine, someday you will die, but i'll be close behind
and follow you into the dark

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