I leaned over to kiss you on the cheek. You pulled away and my head fell heavy into your mattress. I could instantly feel myself drowning in the tears overflowing from a sadness vase. I tried to build a life raft from the apology you put in my mouth the last time you had kissed me. But words can only hold so much weight. You see, grief is like an anchor. It keeps pulling me down. I have so much more to say. I just need to pull my head above water.
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Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2004)
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