I'll pass you by
and only pretend
not to look
in your direction.
Or
see how long
it takes
for you not to look
at me
and wonder if
the smile I thought
I saw
was only a
look.
The conversation we had
was behind my eyes.
The only words that escaped
were heard as tears.
Crying is a chorus
of unspoken pain
while happiness
is a solo...
a sweet refrain.
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