What do you want me to say?
I’m staring at you, eyes red,
Mouth open, loudly silent,
And you’re still mostly blank.
I look away like I want to be distracted.
But you know, don’t you?
You know me, I think too well,
But we’re still in something like love.
I don’t know how words could ever be enough.
I think that means I’ve given up.
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