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Distance
this ugly thing
had wriggled into their lives
so quietly
it was on his cellphone screen
wedged between each letter
it was in the corner of the shoebox
he handed her the day he left
it was in the teardrop on her cheek
the day his white car drove away
it was in background
of every sad song
filling his heart
it was under his sheets
tucked in beside his nightly dreams
and regrets
it was written in his journal
scribbled next to her name
it was seen in the eyes of strangers
new friends
all eyes that weren't hers
this ugliness had found its way
into their lives
they let it drive them crazy
now his eyes don't see it
and hers are blinded
had wriggled into their lives
so quietly
it was on his cellphone screen
wedged between each letter
it was in the corner of the shoebox
he handed her the day he left
it was in the teardrop on her cheek
the day his white car drove away
it was in background
of every sad song
filling his heart
it was under his sheets
tucked in beside his nightly dreams
and regrets
it was written in his journal
scribbled next to her name
it was seen in the eyes of strangers
new friends
all eyes that weren't hers
this ugliness had found its way
into their lives
they let it drive them crazy
now his eyes don't see it
and hers are blinded
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