Telegraphs from a 9 Worded Heart

Lydia –

Somehow, it’s

Gonna be the same.

Lydia –

Your prediction

That it would change?

Lydia –

This time

Your foresight was wrong.

Lydia –

Can you

Believe it continued on?

Lydia –

I don’t

Know how it survived.

Lydia –

Were we

Wrong to have implied?

Lydia –

I’m sorry

We caused you pain.

Lydia –

We didn’t

Want to break again.

Lydia –

I noticed

You’re happier with this.

Lydia –

You realize

There’s no more miss?

Lydia –

I can’t

Say that we’re strong.

Lydia –

And gods,

I can be wrong.

Lydia –

I decided

We’d take this chance.

Lydia –

Please cherish

This one last dance.

Lydia –

We’re hoping

That nothing more tears.

But Lydia –

There’s nothing

But pain within cares.

Lydia –

Be careful

But goddammit, go love.

And Lydia –

Remember, you

Don’t have it rough.


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