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Goodbye stranger

A self-inflicted heartbreak

By Andie EmersonPublished 3 years ago • Updated 3 years ago • 1 min read
Stranger

I said goodbye to you tonight.

Now I have to live with the fact that I pulled this trigger, each letter giving way to the pressure of my trembling fingers.

My head arched over the screen

G

My legs made of clay, melting into the seems of the seat.

o

My arms, sticks of steel bent against my core.

o

My mind heavy with doubt,

d

guilt,

b

memories anxiously waiting to fade.

y

My chest carrying a scorching mass,

burnt crumbs plunging into the depths of my stomach.

e

Now I have to live with the pain of a

powdered,

gritty heart.

Now I have to stand tall,

and fight the urge

of pressing

H

e

y

(Forever hoping you break first.)

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About the Creator

Andie Emerson

Queer. Awkward. An anxious wreck, but firm believer in self-work.

Authenticity & progress over illusion & perfectionism.

Makes a living working in home improvement.

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    Written by Andie Emerson