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Wednesday, January 16, 2013

Our eyes met

Our eyes met across the crowded room,
And I saw you like I always do.
So how did we end up like this,
A tangled, breathing mess?

You're hers, not mine.
I thought you shared a love
No one could define.

You told her
and she told me.
Our friends stared on
With apathy.
Confusion never seemed so cold.

Somehow she forgave me,
Forced away my portion of blame,
Even when you silenced her,
Saying you wanted me instead.

You argued she called your relationship
A broken toy,
But she still deserved to find joy
With some other boy.

So we're together now
Because I don't know how
To say no.

~*~

Based on a dream I had last night which rather perturbed me in the light of day, though I think I can point to the reasons why my subconscious threw this one together.

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