Abutting, Dismantling

Gregor Samsa

This time I'll be more careful; I won't let us grow weary. But all the neighbors clearly care for their own landscape. They perfect shapes and states, leaving ours dry and blank. What a way to be loved. In time I will lose all focus, forgetting the moments that I had once missed. I will see the end of all this. Then you'll go, I'll stay and wait, wishing you'd not left.
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