On Monday

On Monday she sits in her room and thinks of the boy that taught her fairy tales weren’t true.
On Tuesday, she catches a glimpse of the past that was locked away by a camera flash
On Wednesday she feels ashamed that she’s thinking of him again
On Thursday she misses him still, but misses the girl she once was more
On Friday she forgets he used to call around this time to ask her if she was ok.
On Saturday she cleans out her heart and scrubs out the residue he left behind
On Sunday she feels safe at last, until midnight comes and then…it’s Monday again


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