se•par•a•tion 

the silence buzzes through the house as you look back on everything you could have done; every mistake you want to take back.

your heart pounds and breaks what silence remains. “I’ve never felt something like this before…”

too many extreme measures had been taken to such distant places that she found herself lost. you tried to catch up, but she escaped before you had the chance to understand how wrong you were. 

now the emptiness of your heart is in sync with the house, and your fist makes the glass match your mental state. 

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