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It's almost as if i'm evaporating. Every day, I lose another little piece of myself, and slowly I will fall into the cracks of the sidewalks and disappear.

It's funny the things you don't know about people. How many secrets they leave behind, and how hard they'll try to keep them hidden.

to be yours for a day

I wondered when I'd stop running.

We would walk over to the path covered in flowers no one knows the name of. Looking out to the sunset, colors fill up our lonely eyes. Dusty rose. Orange, and every shade of yellow and gold stolen from the sunshine.
You would grab my hand and hold it tight. I could feel you looking at me, but I don't look over. I smile with my eyes and fingertips.

Escape.