The Weight in Weightless

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

As she exhales I catch her wind. Drifting along the cold dark streets. A street lamp flickers as I float by. I'm weightless but full of memory. Dark memories of abuse and screams. Watching from a distance. Helpless. Light memories of dancing and laughter. The bright smile on her rosy freckled face. But here I am. Floating through the damp air. Left with memories and the weight of her childhood. A gentle breeze blows, catching me in it's path. I soon find myself softly landing on the surface of a cool body of water. Now drifting with the tide, I wait. Holding all of her memories. Weightless waiting for a wave to pull me under. After all, I am only a feather.

 .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

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