and why were you the one to die
after all of this
why should she cry

just because you stopped coming home
or because he couldn’t yell anymore
you know as your bones splintered
so did years drop to the floor, and

you know as you shattered so did your heart break
more than when she called you evelyn
but less than her own explosion:
less than your biggest mistake.

we’ve picked up the pieces and cleared the scene
we feel you waiting in the wings
well one day you’ll have your daughter again
one day when this was just a dream.

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an idea I had months ago, wrote something for, hated it, accidentally rewrote the whole thing tonight
wtf ******** lame last line, also.