I haven't seen you in ages. Cold, you see, in here.
By the way, I remember the thing that you showed me the other day. You threw away the bouldering mass of promises from your shoulders. In the flaming night of our angry dispute, I sensed a little by little of our consciences missing. Proudly pestered by the conversation, I blew the last light off the candle. It was dark; it was curiosity that kept my hatred and despise lingered all about me, as a dim light pointing the only path into solitary.
Should you dare to contrive your blame all around me, I shall be angered for the second time. And you must shudder under the suffering of the people who should have been loved long before by your very selves. An empty resolution.
15 June 2013
a regret, yet an abhorrence
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