Questions evolve, revolving, O! Always circling around you, and whether things would be different if I had I, well. Stop and think, twice, or maybe three times. Shuffle my feet to drown out frowns. Your eyes are darker than they've ever been. Wait. Wait for the right time and the right place, to say to your face that I am sorry. Don't worry, you say, eyes closed tight but fists closed tighter.
My heart, sinking.
My eyes, unblinking
Holding my breath and hoping for one last kiss.
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