One day, she came.
She knocked and I opened up my door for her.
I welcomed her. I let her in politely.
She made herself sat on the couch comfortably.
I thought it was fine. I thought everything will be okay.
I was right. It was just my thought.
A wishful idea. A lost cloud inside my mind.
We talked. For a couple of days and nights, we talked.
It was so sudden.
I waited on the couch, leaving the door open.
Where were you?
Where are you now?
You were nowhere to be found.
Not even a single hair..a contour of your shadow..a trail of your footsteps..or your smell in the air.
There was none.
You just left.
Like a smoke from a cigarette, you were gone.
Did the wind blow you away?
I wasn't ready, yet.
Wasn't that a fresh start?
What a stupid fool. I let myself be used again.
You just used my kindness to get the information you need.
You left me like a paper lying on a park.
Forgotten.
Unknown.
USED.
Who am I, anyways?
Oh. Let me rephrase that.
What am I to you, anyways?
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"Used"
@Yours, Kitty
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