she’s sad.
it’s in her eyes really,
because she doesn’t want me to know.
on some level
she accepts that i know anyway,
which is why she’s standing
here at all.
she knows she can’t
hold on,
even if i want her to;
but she can’t let herself let go …
we both know deep down
she never truly will.
and neither will i,
which is why she turns away,
and lets me go for now.
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