i don't understand
how this works
but i really don't
understand
how i can
observe
and feel guilty
and betrayed
and disgust
and distaste
and longing
and disgust
and regret
and the disconnect.
i wish
that we
could crawl over
the hump
and return
to that boundary
that we crossed
because this
awkward state
of silence
is worse
than any sort of
ill will
that any of us
could have possibly
contrived.
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