Confession

You had stopped sending texts
Your silence revealed we were in a mess
and neither of us could acknowledge
what might happen next.
 
You stared so hard at that calendar
doing the Maths and waiting,
waking each morning before checking
and then crying.
 
When we ran out of excuses you went.
Alone.
 
I think I saw you once after that.
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