even my sweet nothings

even my sweet nothings…

..make cameo appearances
in my daymares.
marauding (like they did)
over your abated breaths.

each syllable spiked,
wanting to tear out
my throat something.

wanted to give back
something that meant

i don’t want to have
but i did, lose you….

even my sweet nothings
pull at the night’s
curtain strings.

avaricious that
the new dawn is not
without their fading
presence.

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