I knew it by your words that you
Wanted us to fake it until we made it,
But I’m sorry that my eyes failed to pretend
To be normal or banal in front of your friends.
I’m sorry that I couldn’t redact words
Before placing my true emotions forward.
I’m sorry to have spilled the beans,
I’m sorry by all means,
For thinking that even if we
Missed the sunrise together
After an overnight argument,
We’d still be perfectly patched
Before the sun went down and
Be two lovers watching the sunset,
When really, I was just expected to be
An existential part present in the
Shadows and afterglows.
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