Wednesday, September 21, 2011

dracula awoke in his coffin (built for two). for a moment before he opened his eyes he could feel her next to him. hopeful, he glanced over but was greeted with nothing but darkness. heart(less) broken, a realization chilled. he coped and clung to what was left. the memory of her ghost now occupied his place of slumber. he could almost smell her in the air.

her essence lived in the practice of his (emotional) muscle memory and for now, that would have to be just enough.

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