do you realize that
i love you
do you understand that
i love you
have you heard that
i love you
what you’re doing makes
my gaze feel like
cement when you walk away
no god—why are you waking away
they always
walk away
and i am just an empty hallway
they use to get to their
destination; i am not
nor have i ever been
the room they are going to;
i am no place of residence.
i am something you pass
through to go
somewhere else.