x. apartment

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He makes his way
home with the
umbrella she
gave him

He quickens
his pace as the
rain was getting
h a r d e r

He makes it to his
apartment building
just in time before the
rain started getting angrier.

He goes to his apartment,
takes out his keys, opens
the door

and there it is

That same feeling

of

l o n e l i n e s s

That same feeling

of

e m p t i n e s s

like a void
trying to be filled

like the oblivion
wanting to know where it stops

but it knows
it knows

that it can't be done.

This feeling is such an
enigma.

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