miles in between

  For both of us... We just seemed to act like nothing happened, like what we had didn’t exist; and I realized it was easier that way. It was easier to act as if we weren't one, like we didn’t live on the same plane of existence- didn’t care about the miles that were clogged…

Narcissus to Echo

      You always cry when you’re about to smile   But I don’t blame you darling   Who could know the weight those shoulders of yours carried   Spurned on by distractions   Chattering to goddesses to cover an affair   Your tongue sported imitations because of your actions   Could only repeat…