abstraction, n.

by zee

Love is one kind of abstraction.

And then there are those nights when I sleep alone,

when I curl into a pillow that isn’t you,

when I hear the tiptoe sounds that aren’t yours.


It’s not as if I can conjure you up completely.

I must embrace the idea of you instead.

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Quoted from David Levithan’s The Lover’s Dictionary.