I’m not worried
about you.
You know
The score
and that I
keep a running
tally at all times.

Moments like this,
more than any other
that pass between us

I know that you know.
For just that one fleeting
moment you really see:

What you did
and what it’s
done to me.

Someday I will
ask the question.
We both know
how you will answer.

But today is
not that day.

You are not
that man.

And I am not her
anymore, either.
Life is surreal sometimes.


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