Jun 2012

The last time we spoke,
I forced a smile.
Forced myself to say hello.
No eye contact.
From 6 feet away.
Even though I know,
your smile was fake.
That string holding my heart together,
And the past 3 months
I'd spent
Forgetting every touch
Every love
completely disappeared.
Both smiles were forced.
I wish I knew
the explanation
behind his.
I know we both know,
What's behind mine.

Nicole Sarandon Venable
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