Insignificant.

I didn’t feel one bit infinite in that moment, I felt insignificant and I could feel the smallness inside of me, inside my chest, making me feel hollow and empty.

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That night.

To them that night meant nothing

to her, everything.

it was a night of crumpled paper

unheard sobs and unseen tears

left alone she cried

while the rest of the world slept.

She cried as she lay with the book in her arms

and she left the song on repeat

but even as the fan spun

the silence was deafening.