A sealed letter on the nightstand
was never sent.
I began pacing.
The carpet in the room
was much too rough on my feet;
it acted like sandpaper to the delicate
skin on my body.
I longed for you to speak.
And you no longer faced me
as the letter lied carelessly
in plain sight, your shame in words
you felt undressed.
Had I not imposed in the purpose of the letter
had I not been curious at all
perhaps you would've sent that letter
to the lover you thought
I knew nothing of.
And you no longer faced me
and the letter seemed to be the only thing
moving, breathing, feeling in the room
and I, still standing
wishing you would see me
wishing you away.
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