consumption

it was years ago that your shadow began to follow me, slow at first and then chasing me with a greater velocity as time moved along. you needed my attention, thrived on devotion and trembled under dismissal. (tried to create weakness; remember you're not the villain of this story) and then you wilted, shadow attached to…

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Ghosts

She doesn't remember. It isn't a conscious effort; she simply doesn't think. The memories erode over time smoothly, slowly, efficiently slipping away. A ghost appears Has to remind her of shared Classes and names. She shrugs. Okay, so you're you. What do you expect me to do? Once, she wanted friends. Tried to get along,…