It's not that she is detached, it's just that she is not attached to me. I sent her white roses to represent the heart before it bled apart. I look better drowning anyway. It's my fate.
For now you're smile is just a magnet glued to the refrigerator door. A constant reminder that the path of self-destruction was a circle. I'll hang up before you tell me you won't be back, and disconnect in case you never call again.
Animate our words and skip to 'goodbye.'
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