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it seems that the day i met you, the apocalypse began.
in the fall, it was warm. all of the leaves seemed to gather at your feet, and the trees leaned toward you. i thought nothing of it; the girl that the sun rose behind was too warm.
come solstice, i noted that the sun behind that girl was bright and blinding. my vision was ruined further than it had been before. i was scared, but i ignored it. the snow fell around your feet and into my eyes. i was blind enough to notice the colors in your eyes.
in winter, the heat wave came. my thermometer read 180 degrees every second of the day. cotton candy wrapped my thoughts, and ribbons sang my heart to sleep. clouds of butterflies flew in my stomach and scared kittens clawed at my hand. despite these things i swore i was content, for this was what i had dreamed of. i was always one to be ungrateful, though. my dream became my sun as well as my clouds.
come spring, feathers fell. birdsong became the howl of a wolf. Fear danced with Love for days. facades wrapped my body the way the ribbons did around you. letters scratched at my paper furiously, as i tried to find something even vaguely resembling what i needed. the pages gave me a new name; Weakness. it repeated on those same pages, hidden in intricate, meaningless words. i swore i was content, still. i had what i wanted. i would not ask for more.
it is summer now and i have never felt so cold. the wind whispers to me, repeating the name the pages i no longer touch gave to me. the man in the shadows listens as i tell him what i am missing. my words change every time. he does not acknowledge it. noise roars in my head, but i can still hear Death. he talks to me all day long. i do not listen. the water dances in front of me. the trees giggle and the sun and moon slave on. the music continues to roar. i am nothing. the blizzard takes a chip of me with every snowflake. the Diamond and the Bull tell me they need me. do not lean on me, darling. i am in need. i am not in need, i am being selfish. it is not enough. nothing is enough. leave me alone.
on the first morning of fall, it is my expiration date.
in the fall, it was warm. all of the leaves seemed to gather at your feet, and the trees leaned toward you. i thought nothing of it; the girl that the sun rose behind was too warm.
come solstice, i noted that the sun behind that girl was bright and blinding. my vision was ruined further than it had been before. i was scared, but i ignored it. the snow fell around your feet and into my eyes. i was blind enough to notice the colors in your eyes.
in winter, the heat wave came. my thermometer read 180 degrees every second of the day. cotton candy wrapped my thoughts, and ribbons sang my heart to sleep. clouds of butterflies flew in my stomach and scared kittens clawed at my hand. despite these things i swore i was content, for this was what i had dreamed of. i was always one to be ungrateful, though. my dream became my sun as well as my clouds.
come spring, feathers fell. birdsong became the howl of a wolf. Fear danced with Love for days. facades wrapped my body the way the ribbons did around you. letters scratched at my paper furiously, as i tried to find something even vaguely resembling what i needed. the pages gave me a new name; Weakness. it repeated on those same pages, hidden in intricate, meaningless words. i swore i was content, still. i had what i wanted. i would not ask for more.
it is summer now and i have never felt so cold. the wind whispers to me, repeating the name the pages i no longer touch gave to me. the man in the shadows listens as i tell him what i am missing. my words change every time. he does not acknowledge it. noise roars in my head, but i can still hear Death. he talks to me all day long. i do not listen. the water dances in front of me. the trees giggle and the sun and moon slave on. the music continues to roar. i am nothing. the blizzard takes a chip of me with every snowflake. the Diamond and the Bull tell me they need me. do not lean on me, darling. i am in need. i am not in need, i am being selfish. it is not enough. nothing is enough. leave me alone.
on the first morning of fall, it is my expiration date.
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