You linger there. On my tongue. In the back corners of my mind. Hanging on my weaknesses, bringing them to light. Some nights, I close my eyes, and you are there. Haunting. Taunting. Throwing it all back in my face. Life has a funny way of reminding me, that I am almost there, but not quite yet.
Cutting the cord, was never easy. I guess it's not completely detached yet.
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