So it has turned to this.
You look at her
With eyes I wish would
See.
Would see the waiting
That I place in each footstep.
The careful movement
Of a heart filled with wishes.
I wrench that heart
Into my throat and forget
Whatever small dreams
You once inspired.
How easily I can hate
With the same passion
I once loved.
Yet still, still I wait.
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Story Notes:
In answer to Khaki's first Photo Manipulation Challenge.