Taken for granted, for silly, for surface, I recall old lessons hard learned and their determined resurgence nevermind depth or the sea of tears secretly wept simultaneously. We; me, he, and she profusely professing in silence and salt the truth of hearts hardened and healing halted. Drip drop stains on cheek bones we try so hard to conceal, desperate diving into despondence seeking to discover likeness in the ripples. Resonance denied. There is never enough to reflect back the drainage occurring within as water seeks it’s own level and emptiness begets echoes of what once fulfilled. Those who repress best remember the result is loss of what we push under and from who revel in the deep, it rips us asunder.
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