The great break-up movies

Staring up and watching the movies is less exhausting than thinking of back then.
I do not miss the shadows when no more thoughts come through.

Running in circles,
Trading fists with silence,
I can’t rest at this point.
Someone stick a movie on in front of me.

I’d like to count out these minutes, frame by frame.
I’ve got less people to thank, and so many more to blame.

Look back at your performance,
You should be so proud.
Word perfect. We almost fell for it.

Credits roll, we descend into the outdoors.
Seats are vacated and everyone feels homeless.

You’re the sand that won’t wash out, the missing piece of this fear.
I’d like to take myself to the edge, just to see if the water is near.

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