giving up was something to consider, to roll over my thoughts like a mint on my tongue. maybe it was the eerie quiet when i got home that got me thinking that way. no dogs barking, chairs strewn around the table like invisible people could still be sitting there. what was there to say? only silence pervaded. what was left to do?

i told you my unhappiness was not something you had to bear. i could let it consume you or let you go.

.divisible.by.one.or.the.other.

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