darling • c.h. [bk 1]

deka

Dear darling

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Things have changed my darling

Lots of things

Like the way I do not care for my safety anymore

I no longer look both ways when crossing the road

Or being not careful when cutting things in the kitchen

No longer wearing my seat-belt when driving around town

Walking in the middle of the road, careless about the cars driving past

Not caring if I get hit

Your eyes no longer shine when you smile, and I know that I am the thing that is dulling that light

And for that I am sorry

And I always will be

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yours truly- nicole