Omniscient
Yn walked into her living room, eyes puffy from her recent crying. She pressed play on her playlist as the song Picture Frames ~ Rei brown lowly played.
"Love, I don't know what makes you move.."
She slothed her way to the kitchen as she walked past the unwashed dishes. He kitchen was a mess.
She grabbed the half empty vodka bottle off of the counter. She grabbed the empty glass she used last night.
"I don't know what makes you move in these photographs.."
She walked to the couch as twisted the cap and flicked it off as she poured herself another drink.
She saw a Polaroid out the corner of her eye. She picked it up as she remembered that day.
"Love, I stare at these polaroids.."
She threw it on the table as she drunk the rest of her vodka. She poured another cup as the words of the song flowed softly in my mind.
"I stare at these polaroids and you're staring back.."
She felt a tear roll down her face as she picked up her phone and looked at the lockscreen.
"Deep sleep aviations, in conversations with constellations.."
"I remember this date." She spoke as she took the last sip of vodka. It was them on their last date before Keith broke up with her.
"Midnight trepidations, the detonations of self-deprecation.."
She soon felt angry, so she threw the picture as she took the bottle of vodka to the head.
"Ooo I don't need you anymore."
She let the tears fall down her face as she had a mouthful of vodka. She swallowed it all as she started to sob.
"Ooo I don't need you anymore.."
She looked at the mess she called a house. Pictures every where, papers, broken pencils, and cried in tissues.
"But love, when I close my eyes.."
She looked in the mirror and saw someone she didnt recognize.
"I'm lying next to you.."
She saw this girl. She was truly broken, puffy red eyes, messed up hair. She looked horrible.
"And I don't want memories.."
She was horrified by this girl. She picked up another polaroid from when they were in the bathroom being silly.
"To fade like pictures do."
She remember exactly what he said. She looked at the picture as she threw it in the toilet.
"In these picture frames."
She took another head shot as she swallowed it all. Too many things were swarming her head.
"Love, I don't know what makes you laugh."
She picked up torn picture where her and keith were laughing. They looked so happy. Where did they go wrong?
"I don't know what makes you laugh in these sepia tones.."
She threw the picture as she walked upstairs. She saw the knife she was gonna use the other night.
"Love, I can't help but make believe."
She opened their bedroom door as the cold air from the fan blew on her. She got goose bumps all over as she went to lay down.
"I can't help but make believe that you're coming home.."
She sat on the edge as she finished the last bit of vodka in the bottle. At this point she was full on drunk.
"White noise meditation, the hesitation to change the station.."
She laid in her bed as her sorrowful tear began to flee from her eyes.
"Radio resuscitation, suffocation in contemplation.."
She felt as if her broken heart couldn't be fixed. As if her whole world is stopped.
"Ooo I don't need you anymore.."
She was gonna marry him, the love of her life. And he just cheated and left.
"But love, when I close my eyes.."
She looked at the other side. It used to be his spot.
"I'm lying next to you.."
She closed her eyes as she pretended as if she could feel his gentle touch.
"And I don't want memories.."
She cried some more into the tear ridden pillow. She felt as her house was empty with out him.
"To fade like pictures do.."
His laughter no longer filled the air. His scent no longer lingered through out the house.
"In these picture frames.."
She slowly drifted to sleep as she still thought about Keith. Ever since she lost the baby, he's was pushing her away.
Now it's all over. No more of Keith and Yn. She just wish he would come back.
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Im going through something rn.
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