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My heart was not a parking lot.  

Still, they came.  

They left their storms in me  

and walked away quiet.  

I stayed

holding what wasn’t mine.  

When I tried to follow,  

to feel even a piece of it

engines turned.  

doors closed.  

gone.  

I had no price.  

no barrier.  

just space.  

and still

no one stayed.