There's a ghost in my house. I hear her singing.
A little girl. Why is it always a little girl?
The light through the window is barely enough to see by, but the sky outside is very pale. Clouds
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We were tangled.
No matter what anyone said,
We
Were
Tangled.
It was not two people "intertwined."
Intertwined implies an easy separation,
a string one can pull to unravel it all.
There was no string to pull as far as I could see.
What else was there to do?
I cut right down the middle of us
so that we would each lose a piece of ourselves,
but rather, my cut left you intact
and I lost some of myself to you.
No matter what anyone said,
We
Were
Tangled.
It was not two people "intertwined."
Intertwined implies an easy separation,
a string one can pull to unravel it all.
There was no string to pull as far as I could see.
What else was there to do?
I cut right down the middle of us
so that we would each lose a piece of ourselves,
but rather, my cut left you intact
and I lost some of myself to you.