let me remember how to leave

Pale stones doesn’t cover it. I already can’t deal with this. My instinct reaction is to ball into a child and waste myself in stupid crying. Some idiotic display of hurt, as if it would accomplish something, as if it would help. It takes too long for water to erode rock for me to bother, and it will never wear away enough to let me forget that he loves her.

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