I'm channeling you.
Holding your pose
And stealing your face
If you don't mind.
I wonder if we're different
Or everything's the same
Down to our bones.
I let you borrow my gloves
And you never gave them back.
We argued
Over the red wine vinaigrette
And decided that men whisper
While woman talk.
I forgave the gloves
And brought you scissors
So that you could tear the world apart.
I never understood.
Long solid goodbyes
As best friends
In a parking lot
Full of people
Running late.
I cried
And you told me not to.
But I couldn't help it.
No one understood.
A silence filled our brains
Because we didn't need to speak.
We already knew the words before they hit our ears.
We agreed on that.
We knew the secrets to our sorrow
And what made us tick.
We said hello
As enemies.
Screamed and shouted
Over things we couldn't control.
No one understood.
Not even us.
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