A Few Words

He passes me on the street.

We stop, smiling at each other.

Pretending like the train reck of our relationship never happened.

We talk, exchange a few words.

Fake smiles and invitations.

He mentions a hookup he had the night before.

Maybe he meant to mention it.

Make me not love him.

It doesn’t hit me until we break and I walk into my apartment. 

I’m alone in my room.

I cry and am angry.

I had an amazing night until I ran into him.

I text him asking to not contact me anymore.

There’s no response, just silence. 

His silence is what I need but it’s not what I want.

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