I cannot close my eyes
because everytime I do
I see
my face contorted
by rage
words flung in self-defense
replacing the blood in my veins
and it is three days of silence
as I walk the same path as you
only three steps behind
I wonder if you really meant what you said
and I am too busy worrying
about my reputation
and being right
to realize that you
are broken too
until your tired steps
interrupt self-indulgent thoughts
and we
hash it out
old fashioned style
the faint smell of
sweat and
accompany an embrace
so sudden
I am caught off guard
with the ease of forgiveness
the desperate need

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