I crash into the memory of you
teeth gnashing on the edges of what was
heart bleeding in Morse code I can’t translate
Every street smells like your shadow
every laugh tastes like ash
and I’m drunk on the echo of your absence
I wanted to burn it down and build again
but the fire only sticks to my skin
and the rubble smells like us
I scream into the mirror
and the reflection mocks me
because love isn’t fair
and neither am I anymore
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