and yes, I watch you watch her
the same way you used to look at me
i'm glad you found the same old feeling,
while mine was never lost.
YOU ARE READING
Chained
PoetryI asked you if you love me. You widened the space between your thumb and your index finger, saying, "this much" And then I asked you if you love her. Your silence made me realize that both hands weren't long enough Completed.
