49. The cycle.
Secrets.
Confess.
S w e a r.
Sweat.
S.w.a.l.l.o.w.
HEART BEATS.
Lick lips.
Look away.
cry.
leave.
Because.
You better leave in s i l e n c e,
Than destroy her.
with
the
words.
Come running back the next day,
Beg in the rain.
Knocking until your hand bleeds.
She'll wash the blood with her tears.
That's the cycle, isn't it?
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