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I bet you missed me when I went away. “You’ll come back,” you thought. When I didn’t you bit your lip, but was sure I would make it with time. After the next day, and the day after that, the doubts started to creep in. You caught yourself sucking in a painful breath whenever you saw something of mine lying around. Bits of my life left with you would slither into your sight when you least expected it the same way the memories would swamp you if given the slightest chance.

When days turned into a week, you entered into a hush drunk state: eyes bleary and sore from holding back any semblance of emotion. You were quiet, but not calm. Your hands became tumultuous storms when you'd glance over at our picture, fingers becoming tidal waves as you would toss it onto the bed.  You were tired, but not nearly tired enough to forget.

On its own, you would find your body shaking at the brush of your own fingers across your skin, a reminder of where I touched you last. And then you couldn’t stop yourself. You were tracing every faded trail I ever left on you. Frantic touches. Not the kind lovers share, but touches desperate with need to assure yourself it had been real. As the sensations fall short, you realize nothing you can do could compare. My fingerprints grow fainter. The empty room eats you alive.

Part of you did not give up hope; it clung to your bones, digging its claws deep into the marrow, scarring you. My presence became a ghost. You began to see me at every turn, twirling my hair as I sat on the couch and folding paper on the kitchen floor. You would find yourself littered with paper cuts and memories you kept wishing you could erase. Nothing is the same for you as you try to pluck the hope from you.

Someday, you promise yourself, this won’t happen. Someday, when you find my cereal in the back of your cupboard, your heart wouldn’t stop. Someday if you came across my socks under a pile of dirty laundry, your hands wouldn’t stall. Someday, maybe, someday you would finally get around to throwing away the rest of me. But for now, you’re bitter. For now, you cradle the nonsensical song I used to hum. For now, you still whimper when my alarm clock blares. You rip it from the wall and throw it across the room wishing it would break into a million pieces. Wishing I hadn’t broken you. But I did. I did and it wasn’t fair. But you know I fight dirty.
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haphazardmelody Featured By Owner Jan 30, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
This is just amazing. And the flow is perfect; it doesn't sound like two writers at all. You guys did an amazing job of this.
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TheTerrorOfTheDeep Featured By Owner Feb 4, 2014
:la: Thank you! We are dual goddesses of perfection. Worship IrrevocableFate
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IrrevocableFate Featured By Owner Feb 4, 2014   Writer
Awwww. :tighthug: NO, WORSHIP TheTerrorOfTheDeep
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Sammur-amat Featured By Owner Jan 21, 2014   General Artist
Just so you know, I adore you and works so :icongrouphugplz:
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TheTerrorOfTheDeep Featured By Owner Jan 28, 2014
Not as much as I adore you. :tighthug:
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TheChesherCat Featured By Owner Jan 3, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Interesting perspective -- not sure I've ever seen a story told from the point of view of the person that left... The language is lovely and the mood is sad :(
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TheTerrorOfTheDeep Featured By Owner Jan 28, 2014
You are lovely. Thank you. :huggle:
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TheChesherCat Featured By Owner Jan 28, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
And your piece was lovely. :tighthug:
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WinteroftheSoul Featured By Owner Dec 30, 2013
Hey Bee!

I want more. :)

There a lot of neat things in the piece  (papercuts, hurled clocks & nonsense songs ... :heart:).

Would you like critique on this?

Love,
Winter
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TheTerrorOfTheDeep Featured By Owner Dec 30, 2013
Winter! :la:

Thank you. :tighthug: I would love a critique on this. :eager: 

:heart::heart::heart:
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WinteroftheSoul Featured By Owner Jan 3, 2014
Dear Bee:

I've been bad. I should be flogged. I'm headed out of town for the week, and haven't written a critique for you yet.

Which I will do.  :) If it's over a week, and you've not heard from me, please feel free to buzz imprecations in my ears.

Peace,
Winter
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shehrozeameen Featured By Owner Dec 29, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
I highlighted the last paragraph and read it twice. Honestly speaking, that portion was the best in this collaboration. I guess I could relate with it which is why I liked it.

All in all, a good work - I like the Proust approach in this prose and I especially like the metaphors used to convey the theme of the title. A job well done honestly. :) Good job `IrrevocableFate and *TheTerrorOfTheDeep.
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TheTerrorOfTheDeep Featured By Owner Dec 30, 2013
:iconcblushplz: Thank you very very much.
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shehrozeameen Featured By Owner Dec 30, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Anytime :)
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ShiningKami Featured By Owner Dec 28, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
This is so sad, but written so beautifully. Fantastic work.
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TheTerrorOfTheDeep Featured By Owner Dec 30, 2013
:tighthug: Thank you!
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SlytherinTonks Featured By Owner Dec 28, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
I have to agree that this IS the best collaboration ever!!
Wonderful job!!
:love: :love:
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TheTerrorOfTheDeep Featured By Owner Dec 30, 2013
:iconcblushplz: Why thank you.
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inknalcohol Featured By Owner Dec 27, 2013   Writer
I'm disgruntled with her for not being able to FORCE YOU INTO WRITING A HAPPY ENDING.  Seriously, I don't think you're capable of it.  But I do love this, very much so.  I like the idea that you two wrote it from the non-heartbroken point of view.  I relate to that. :shifty:  As horrible as it is and I hate to say it, I love the heartache in this.  The two of you have written this marvelously.

:heart:
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TheTerrorOfTheDeep Featured By Owner Dec 30, 2013
:iconimwinkingplz: Did you really expect anything else?

YOU'RE MARVELOUS. :la:
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inknalcohol Featured By Owner Dec 30, 2013   Writer
I still have hope, I guess.

NO YOU!
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TheTerrorOfTheDeep Featured By Owner Feb 4, 2014
Hope beyond all else.
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