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but she’s somewhere else now, and your heart is a cavern for it. maybe you should have told her before she left. maybe in those moments when your throat closed up looking at her laugh. when your hands shook watching her dance around her room, her bare feet against the tiles of her floor. when your heart danced too. when she called you, drunk, and said she liked you. when you went to form the words back but got stuck halfway, asking if she made it back home safe. how the two of you took the town together, how the little wrinkle of her brow showed up when she was discussing something serious, how she took up the whole room when she was passionate. the warm heat of her protective anger. the fire in her that came with the love of her friends. if you could have written her the right words would she have stayed. if all of those nights had ended in you buckling and kissing her, would she have just left earlier. could you have had her.