There are bruises on and around thighs from the last time the two were tangled together
not to be seen till kingdom comes, maybe, but there are places pressed upon on  skin that ache and it's him

aware that in a given number of days they will fade-
then the physical proof that the two once touched is gone
and 'seeing is believing' is becoming such a go to slogan

tried to breath in bravery at the station
the body is always sure to let one down because there went the tears
stood at the escalators and remembered a forgotten kiss, was too busy feeling and holding one body into the other, trying to commit scent to memory
so that it could be called on later as a remedy

seated on the train, 6 pairs of eyes at the opposite and queue sobbing,
sobbing for things yet to happen,
selfishly sobbing,
sobbing because what is next for anything is unknown
because you felt like the closest friend.sobbing.
sobbing because for a second this could have been mistaken for home
there are things that escaped the mouth that had not been told to others like you,
and see this 'see you soon' felt like a wolf in sheep's clothing like it was actually a long goodbye and it meant the connection would be lost
maybe not immediately but gradually, and aren't those the most heartbreaking, the things that sneak up on you
or away from you

On a last bus back with red eyes, head tilted against window,
it is like the universe made fun of this
a soft warm sun kissed this face, almost jabbing at it...
       'hey... what are you so sad about'