As it was four months ago,
Hello.
I am right here,
in the same seat,
with the same drink
and the same-                                              think.
much has changed except my love,
but even that sits stasis,
not moving places,
Fake it.
I'd love to, really,
but I can't,
I love her.
I love her too.
And every day that I look into a mirror,
I want to cover my hand with scars of broken-




**Glass