how intricately beautiful a photograph it could be
the sunset behind you
yr tear-streaked face in the fading light
the heartbreak in yr eyes.
yr tears &
my calm arms &
i wondered how i could be so cruel.
& it wasn't till morning
behind the wheel with you just vanished
in the rearview mirror
that reality hit & my eyes flooded &
i cried for every ounce of love
i've ever had to leave.
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