We Were Wrong

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It's been a while
we can both agree
and unfortunately
we can also agree
that we were both wrong.

That doesn't make my hurt
go away when you
shut yourself out
so I wouldn't have to feel
the cold.

I beg you to come back in
and you oblige
but only because
you realize that you
were the one
keeping me warm.

But now we are silently
telling each other
what we previously
brushed aside.

That doesn't make it hurt
any less
when I realize that
the doors are
finally closing
and this time
both of our icy hands
are holding the knob
in place.

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