Sunday

my bittersweet Sunday –
a distraction from
the ills that plague
my weary soul…
a respite
from the broken record
of this heartbreak…

so let me thank you
for your awkward sincerity…
for keeping your silence
to the reality of
who we were once to each other…
for indulging me
without judging…

do you ever ask yourself
or ever wondered
why you say yes?…
and why i haunt you
with my presence?…
like a ghost
come from the dead…

but i already have
my answer to these…
you do…
and yet you’ll never
say a word…or whisper
a hint of how you feel…
so thank you…

and though time
has already left us behind,
we’ll linger…
then go…like the wind –
prodigal lovers that we are…
and then return
as friends do…

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