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Jul 2011
She puts on her bathrobe.
like he hadn’t just seen her.
They walk to the open door.
He turns around.

“So”. Here come the words of closure.
“I think it’s needless to say this stays bet-“
She knows. “Don’t even mention it.”
maybe if she says it fast enough it will seem as if it was never said.

He holds a blank expression.
Hope? She leans in.
His hand on her lower back.
A kiss so fast, her eyes weren’t even capable of closing.

A sigh ignored. “I’ll see you around then.”
She knows. It is not an invite.
“I guess…” A nostalgic smile ignored.
She closes the door.

He doesn’t know.
He has no clue.
Written by
Zambra Gutierrez
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