With my body (lay me down)

The only truths I ever told were with my body, Mack.

Every time I laid us down.

The sincerity of the body has been much maligned by the idea that words are more honest than a beating heart. This is what I have learned since then, that my body knew us better. Every confession it ever made, those revelations in your arms. That was the truth of our seven years together.

The history of us that deserves to be told.

(Can I lay by your side. And make sure you’re alright)

So much art that comes from the breaking ~ just look at what you gave me.

Published by Eidyia

I am only three things for sure - an Atheist, a Feminist, and a Writer - one who obsesses over the grand themes of love, memory and connection.

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