I want to write you into oblivion; out of my mind, out of my life, out of my thoughts, out of my feelings.
You’ve weaved your essence into every synaptic nerve and I need to get you out.
A purge of all relations, flowing through steel blue ink, maybe onto a page that will get lost with receipts in my moving boxes.
There you’ll stay, and I will have forgotten where I put you, but that will be for the best. I’ll find new life to balance the dust that you will gather.
But first I need to write you out: every touch, every kiss, every twirl and every sway. Every heartbeat that you felt slow down and every breath that I felt speed up. Every plan we made and every experience we embraced. Every note you sang and every word I wrote; I have to write them all into oblivion so that I can move on.
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Submission Name: Oblivion
