End of Ends

ore so pois

ight call

a drug addic

painful to

hts flickered as the occasional car raced through the otherwise em

I clutched the

y fingers along the droplets rolling down the glass to wherever g

ng to shit, and that

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to be this morning. Brooding in soft rumbles, the chilly winds

as a family of ducks waddled between the reeds on the side of the river. Getting to

oors open, the aroma of fresh coffee wafted through the air, as i

earlier than Jemma, n

she called me that too, "The croissant

k of letters on the counter, I st

ay? You and Will haven't confirmed ye

union. Yay. I had been meaning to ask him abou

eep breath, I turned to Jemma, the edges of my

slammed shut and locked behind me, as I crumbled t

turned to sh

/

ke five minutes.

person that meant everything to you

one of those 'Monday piles'. That's probably how easy it was for him to walk out the

Just the girl he once knew. So easily.

my vision. For the first time in a very long time,

if I'll ever ha

ip almost pierced my skin. I held my breath, and just for that moment------n

r what,

t even make it thr

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murky yellow streaks of the streetlights reflecting on the water's surface. The

how it was going

or, not that I could have answered them if she had asked. I

sum of all our moments

to hold the broken pieces. And like a

at had already been d

ew that. So why did I fool myself int

h

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ng myself comfortable on the dark grey couch we had picked out togethe

ust a distant memory made to

t was so inextricably a part of you that losing him was losing a part of yourself, in every corner you turn. And ev

e after image after image, in an almost accusat

I let him go

or once, just once, someo

ould be left once life decides to stop simply taking and tak

r downpour again tonight. As the lull of the rain drew my eyelids close, my eyes lin

oft shuffle that made its way up those

pt t

actuall