she did the talking and never the action.
her mechanism
longing to enjoy the things everyone else did
she built herself up in a fantasy world.
distance was her best friend
.it was her enabler.
.until him.
holding hands
laughing
sharing
for him, everything
for her, a fantasy life.
and he kissed her.
she lost control and could not be contained.
she started on a rampage of how he took advantage
.i thought you were different.
and why are men all the same
.i thought you were different.
and he was
so she gave in
she was molested and raped.
exiled herself to the other side of the moon
where the darkness could hide her
and she could be free
so she talks fast and acts slower and does everything from a distance.
she keeps volumes of her life that no eye has been worthy enough to see.
she does not exist
but on the other side
if you would like
.join meeh.
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