No Vacancy
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Do you know that I still love you? You said I was a birthday present, and for mine I received the gift of loss. There was a soft sharpness to you, long limbs and narrow features, and more than anything, an abiding sadness. Your broken pieces forming together to form the new you, unbroken by design but not function. Down a rabbit hole, you were never anyone but yourself. We drove each other crazy, but isn't that always the problem?
Written On: Home Computer
Currently Listening: The Postal Service
Alternative Title: An Intimate Relationship With Permanence