I'll Lose You in the Stars

Mourning the Death of the Living

Sitting in the cafeteria,

never even making eye contact with the sore sight

of our "romantic dinner" table for two,

tucked into the corner of now gone and past,

hungry for anything but food,

becoming more

and more cognizant

of the two

vacant chairs

beside me,

Scrolling through my photos

and getting snagged on a picture of

the smiles only sisters can match,

reliving

an hours long movie in a still second

of laughs

and ineffable love

and binding tears,

then a fog of creeping

creeping

darkening

gray,

hurt,

Passing by your boyfriend,

once my relative,

now a stranger,

both pretending to have something important

to look at on our phones,

when we cross,

we walk

further

further,

remember more

and more,

grow,

heavier,

heavier,

I chew, swallow, sip

I skim, delete, skim

I one-foot-in-front-of-the-other,

I mourn the death of the living.    

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