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[notherapy]

and as silence closed on our conversations I found a lonely place I’d imagined to meet you, a quiet sanctuary to breathe the rhythm of your footsteps in cold, dark air as you again stepped away from me. this is the place I still wait for you, begging to deserve the things I have always wanted from life, but never asking myself.

I remember with plodding steps as I shuffle back and forth from where I left you.