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vapor
just like water vapor, she slipped through my fingers, and into the atmosphere. sometimes, when I feel the rain on my skin, I know that she's thinking of me too.
polar
snow boot imprints left in the frozen tundra of the polar ice caps. the spikes of your shoes digging deep into my flesh. the edges of the ice melting, the wildlife retreating, and no one had noticed that the ice had molded into the shape of my heart breaking into two.
plaster
plastering our adventures on the white, clean walls of your bedroom, smoothing them until they are flat and malleable. "do you think we will remember these forever?" she asks, her fingers trailing down my arm to my wrist. "I hope not," I say, grasping her hand in mine. "I sincerely hope not."
dot
"there," she said, jabbing her finger onto the map. "let's go there. let's just get away from here." I didn't even bother to ask her where we were going, or even question why we were doing this in the first place. I just put the car into drive, and we were gone.
stapled
You stapled your two weeks notice On the front door of my heart And left the next day As if nothing had happened. The staple is gone, But the indent still remains. Just another violation of your lease; There was to be no permanent damage, But it's not like you had any regards for it Or me Anyway.
meow
she whispered softly, like a cat's meow. delicate and breakable, she was the only girl I knew who could curl up beside me and fill my crevices perfectly.
backlit
You are the midnight summer dream that was the backlit feeling that I always searched for behind lamp posts and household desktop lights; behind candles and the glow of flashlights; in light up sneakers and firefly wings. I missed you always being behind me, letting me block whatever threatened to harm you. I was the front page, and you were buried in the wanted ads, but I think you liked it that way.
gamer
She sat motionless in front of the monitor; shoulders hunched over, clenching her teeth in nervous agony. Staring at the screen, her muscles ached from continuous contraction, stale from being in the same position for so long. "One more level," she thinks to herself. "One more level and I'll be free."