gaining distance
I can see now
that what wasted me most
was not the cigarettes
nor any other drugs
not alcohol
not the long nights
nor the few sleep
not the loud music
nor the many people around.
what was the most tiring element of my wild nights in the last years
were the men
the flirts
the kisses
the nights in strange beds.
goodbye to this waste of heart.
anais
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