and landed on her brand new jeans
she hadn't cried in such a long time
all that felt new,
all those experiences that had cracked her heart now were present.
All the pain seemed unbearable,
closing her breath,
the joy entirely, however small, felt smaller in comparison.
Her breath had shortened,
her arms around her knees couldn't hold her,
she felt small
And her trembling hands couldn't errase the shame of the tears in her face.
she hated weakness.
Red puffy eyes that burned as if they were being opened for the very first time,
she closed not only her eyes but her heart.
she didn't want to feel anything anymore.
but little mattered what she wanted or not.
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