Frozen
Last night I dreamt
You were running away.
You packed your suitcase
And yelled you'd had enough.
You slammed it shut
And turned to leave the room.
I couldn't move.
Frozen to the spot for a minute or two.
I heard the sound of
Our front door crack
And before tears slid down my cheek,
You were no longer mine.
(April 26, 2014)
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