we were strangers, so
i did not ask her about her tears.
i thought i might have
misunderstood–maybe
it was joy or dust
that caused them,
anything but real sorrow.
i was too uncertain
about whether she
needed me to reach out.That was powerful. I definitely felt that teetering moment of uncertainty I think we’ve all felt in real life—and, somehow, the unfulfilled feeling when we decide to err on the wrong side of caution. Love it!
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