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It draws out my breath before I breathe out.

Turning me on myself,

Filling each unoccupied moment with doubt and pain.

Each sentence over-analysed,

Each pause I communication agonised over.

Every possibility,

The more unlikey; the more real.

I dreamt when I came back you'd gone,

Still occupying the same space but no longer mine.

No hate. No Argument. No reason.

Only indifference.

We stretched it too far and you let go,

It didn't snap.

One word answers.

I love you, I love you,

Say it back,

You used to.

Absence made the heart grown colder.

Soulmates?

I wake,

But it's stuck in my throat. Barbed.

I try to pull it out but it sinks in deeper.