"Why?" I asked him.
"Why did you do this to me?"
I had rehearsed the question
so many times
I thought saying it aloud
would finally make something clearer.
I thought he might explain.
Apologize.
Maybe even look ashamed.
Instead,
my words seemed to disappear
somewhere between us.
He wasn't listening.
He wasn't even looking at me.
He was looking at her.
Smiling.
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|POEMS| The untold words...
Poetry|I never told you And you will never know The secrets the stars whispered to me That night under the moon| Cover credits to: @LeroyGraphics
