Getting Caught in Your Zipper

You know what it feels like when some one leaves? To me, it feels like they die.. I know that's harsh, but its one of the hardest things to have to face..

You begin to wonder if they exist once you don't see them anymore. It feels like they unplug, and get stored in a closet; or just beyond a security checkpoint is a conveyor-belt that immediately ships them away down an aisle and over the edge into a meat grinder, to shred them to peaces, recycle, then repackage for the next time. And even if you talk over the phone.. Its like dialing a 900 number phone service; as if it is recording, so fake, a scripted act with an operator on the other line using a voice simulator, and well cued/studied mannerisms. I don't know.. It breaks my heart when people leave.

And I am starting over.. I don't know love, and it doesn't know me. I'm with no one.. I'm all alone like a zombie..

I'm gonna go..

You know when I'm alone, I could almost not even want a relationship. Well.. Some times it feels that way. This time I'm gonna fall into the grinder..

But for me, its my world that I leave behind that will be shredded and repacked for the next time.. I wonder what it will be like when I come home.

I guess it will just feel different..

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