something’s amiss

With blood shot eyes
I look beside me
The pillow like a shield
Gathering all the tears
Absorbing them;

After a moment
It’s distracting yet comforting,
They disappear as soon as they fall
Like magic,
Yet spreading and darkening
The surface
Like a plague.

They won’t end.

It hurts.
To think that you
might be too.

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