wait
And that desperate wait ends, with nuthing in hand...
it's getting longer...
everytime u open the door u expect something... but...
everytime u listen to that song same scenes flash...
vivid realities from ur ex-life...
the boiling intensity is now down to simmering....
....it will blow off....like everything else...
memories will holler from the past then...

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