I watch her lower a cellar door using all the might of her apathy. I watch the strength of replacement-resolve shutter it closed above me. I see a pair of hands grasp her shoulders protectively from behind. Hands that whisper "Or else". I watch the sunlight sliced away in a shrinking, bitter slash. Staring upwards, I imagine everything smoothing out for her. I am swallowed by the inky blackness of her forgetfulness. Erased by her deliberate amnesia. I am left alone in the basement of her abandoned memories. The place she locks away all the discord and dissonance. An anecdote. A broken toy tried and discarded after experimentation.
I miss her, even as I hear the bolt slide into place with the finality of a new life.
6:41 p.m. - 2014-06-22
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