letter · new years resolution

containment

X,

I shuttered you away in the darkest, dustiest corners of my soul and refused to look back, until this moment. What good would it do to dwell on what would never be again? But some nights, thoughts of you seep through the sills and boards, the crack beneath my carefully locked door, and I miss you. I remember it all, and I miss you. Sometimes I hate you, sometimes I love you, and sometimes I wish to erase all traces of you, but still and always, there is one thought that keeps repeating, that keeps bleeding through the noise and the chaos and the fear, and it is… well, you know.

 

Yours,

 

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