Them together
I see the look on her face
It feels cold
like the smile appears for lack of a better reaction
To a cold happiness
It draws me in for a moment
It pulls me away
Disgusting
Too weak to look away
She looks. So. Hungry.
The words that drop out of their mouths
They don't even have their decency
They pull their drawers up
They yawn, take a sec, and carry out their business
They arrive too late with their package
Fresh roses wasted
I don't want to fix this
I know it doesn't work that way
I just never want to see it again
I never want to feel that cold
that pain.
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