You said that you were thinking of me,
when you knew the spell was broken,
echoing through the almost empty hallway,
extending your reach,
grasping as you try to grapple me in place again.
I had slipped from the web,
broken free of my bounds,
bursting into a run,
racing for my life,
but you crawl with chaotic speed.
I’ve written a lot of horrific things,
but as you stare,
smug smile,
some excuse about how “this isn’t you”,
“I’m being dramatic”,
I am terrified,
truly for the first time.

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