You dug up a key and entered my house.
You ventured upstairs directly to my bedroom.
My heart begun to convulse, the shock was unbearable.
Your were filled with dismay.
It all went black
You must have carried me to the hospital
You must have waited for me to return
My eyes opened, a combination of monotonous tones.
You kissed my forehead.
I returned.
Never let me go back.
Photograph: Bryan Wingen
Words: Emme's Dream-caster
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