Maybe that electricity I felt, what I thought was my hair raising when we touched, was really my whole body lifting into the clouds, losing myself in the sky. Like Icarus, my confidence flew me too close to the sun, and you will watch me fall that great distance. But please, go out to sea and keep one of my feathers. Pick it up as it floats in the oceans that fell from my eyes. Put that part of me back on solid ground and leave me there. Maybe someone will find that piece of me and feel like I’m worth more than you did.
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