As powerful as the ocean’s ever-approaching tide.
I cannot have what I want and it is unfair to myself to sit in wait for what will never be.
Doc, you know my love is always yours but I demand it in return.
As we shared the idea but never its truest intention.
There forever will be a vacancy.
Black painted nails dig in one last time.
Tears mixed with the passion as farewell need not be spoken.
As it's foretold within the eyes.
We were always one foot in the grave from the start.
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Ashley Karlsson's work has been published in the Rye Whiskey Review, It Takes All Kinds Literary Zine and The Dope Fiend Daily.