Therapy

Therapy

It feels like blood trickling down my sleeve every time you’re mentioned. Invading my present and leaving me coal. I’m reminded of the last time I had a broken heart. I waited in the waiting room for hours. Set Backs.

– Hrsh Reyalitee

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