when the news came in
that she was single again
nobody could ever love you but she did, she created you just so that she could do what she did and then break you into a million little questions
as soon as you heard the sound that made up her name
you could tell she was back, walking around with a piece of hot coal in her chest, breathing fire through her teeth
and you took whatever was left of yourself and ran to the river.
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