I went to grab your arm and tell you not to leave, I was upset, and crying, my voice breaking with a
I went to grab your arm and tell you not to leave, I was upset, and crying, my voice breaking with anger, trying to cover for my sadness, but when I threw my hand out, it’s movements confident in catching the edge of your coat, your arm, your skin…confident that I would wrap you up, and cradle your long limbs between my older darker hands, like a baby bird who had fallen from it’s home; I felt air instead. I blinked twice before the reality set in, and it wasn’t until I saw you, a few feet before me, when I realized that I wasn’t upset with you, but upset that I had to watch you leave first, before I left myself. tbtIsabella 2015 -- source link
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