I heard a soft cough
I ignored it
Then I heard a voice
"Can I- uh- I mean can you- I need to get through, could you- uh- move? Excuse me."
You spoke,
To me
I didn't start the conversation
"I'm sorry..." I mumbled
You laughed
You laughed
"You're fine."
I let you through
I felt broken
I'll get better.
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Late Night Thoughts
PoetryA collection of my late night thoughts in short poems and stories.