Loving you wasn't destruction.
It wasn't catastrophic or even deprivation.
It was just erosion.
We built a house on a hill and let it sink into the sea.
It was so gradual we barely noticed until
we were completely drenched.
I sank quicker than you.
I don't know what that says about you or me.
I think what bothers me most is how you didn't
even try to save me.
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