what we are now

it’s unnerving how ignoring you comes naturally now
is this what we’ve come to?

why won’t you talk to me?
why are you here?
why am I here?
what are we all doing?

the light from the lamp post behind you
hides your eyes
your face
and I won’t ever know
if you ever looked at me that night

and we wait
for another year

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