an ending

i see's five years laterand you're same-different.taller than i remember,same smile, same're opposite me now andi can't decide what to say.this is new, differentand verbosity gives way to something's not animosity, becausethat implies resent i don't feel.shyness; that's it,more hour of travelbrings us to the same location.i can't approach you:there's nothing… Continue reading an ending