#199

Random PNGs, part 199

You didn't slam the door that would've been easier to hate You closed it gently like I was something fragile you were finally done pretending to hold

The room stayed warm for a while after you left like your ghost had better manners than you did I sat there counting breaths that used to belong to both of us trying to remember which ones were mine

You said my name like it had already become a memory like you were practicing forgetting me while I was still standing there still spelling out forever with shaking hands

I keep finding you in places you never were in the hum of the fridge in the silence between songs in the way my phone doesn't light up anymore You've become a habit I can't break because you broke me first

The say love doesn't disappear but they've never watched it pack its bags and apologize on the way out

I would've begged if I thought it would matter I would've knelt prayed rewritten every version of myself you ever doubted but you were already gone before I knew I needed saving

Now everything fits wrong the bed the mornings my own skin

day 199

Nightmares suck, but at least you know exactly what could go wrong and have the time to prevent it.