I said hello. You said nothing. But your silence screamed louder than any word I’ve ever heard. So I asked myself— What else could it mean? Maybe your state was storm. Maybe your heart was a battlefield dressed in civilian clothes. Maybe your silence wasn’t rejection, but a retreat. A pause. A prayer. I could take it personal. I could armor up. I could call it

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I never rehearsed for the play that is my life, but I became the joker for a person that’s not my wife. She said it was a test to see if she believed that she could see herself with someone like me. But the curtain rose too slow, and the only joke in the story… was me. Broken hearts may mend, but

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I don’t know where to startI suppose this is coming from the heart.  I’d hoped the day would never come that we’d depart.  But here I sit, with the end  that didn’t find emends,  crackling memories drift,  while my life has fallen apart.  I speak your name  as though you’re still herelike it might summon 

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