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Lost Habits

I used to fall down and shatter like a wine glass slipping through your fingers when you’ve had one too many.
I’d pile a laundry of all my frustrations in weeks, kicking off my shoes as I curl into bed, muffled screams drowning through my sheets. I’ve lost count of days chugging down one espresso shot after another. Today was a Tuesday, and I can’t believe I simply let myself be with you no longer.
Where do all the sad souls…