construing sentences

maybe

maybe it was the way 

you told me it was so cold

on a summer day,

or the way

your eyes would squint

when i touched your wrists,

that i had figured of how

your body

must be numb

from all the pain

you've inflicted

on yourself.

maybe it was the way

you'd tell me you were fine,

even if there were

tears in your eyes,

or the way

you'd smile

that broken smile

of yours,

that i had realized of how

your heart

must be aching

from all the misery

others have

put you through.