tons of peace — for free.

It is not enough for you that you know something I do not want to know, so you spill it out in rehearsed and animated slurs. With your lazy eyes drooping and the rest of the whiskey leaking from your swollen lips, you demonstrate the words I have always feared.

“A childless whore until death.” I have always breathed your baritone voice; this time, when it sinks into my skin, I shiver with tears.

I escape your hell and flag down a taxi. From the air, I can scent the comfort of rain. As I enter the yellow vehicle, droplets of sulfured water begin. Quietly, I marvel how I feel the better peace when I left your place.

“You’re here to match the fair weather, eh?” The taxi driver glances through his rearview mirror.

Then, I explode in fits of laughter – loud and filled with serenity.

It is the first time since I have been with you.


Thank you for reading this story. If you want to talk about random things with me, do not hesitate to reach me through my “Contact” page. All the best love, my dear.

let me hold your words before you leave;

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