Not Like This.

Was any of it ever even real?

Any of us? 

No?

We’re walking together, an arm’s length apart to avoid reaching out to one another. 

We’re walking together, an arm’s length apart over shards of hearts and galaxies and stunted apologies. 

One always falls behind, tripping over 3am “hey”‘s and 11pm “what if”‘s. 

What if any of it was real? 

Any of us? 

Yes? 

We’d be walking together, hand in hand, perhaps even with linked arms like the couples in black and white films. 

There are still shards to trip over, but they are not our fault. They are the 3am saddest dreams and 2pm “I miss you”‘s. 

They are shards, yes, and they hurt, yes, but the point is that we have each other. We are not stumbling blind and alone. 

We are supposed to be together. 

We are not supposed to be like this.

 

KMA 1/30/17

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