Sidewalks

Look, don't turn your head when you pass me,
unless you want me to break your neck
so you can always walk
with your chin up and your nose to the side...

Look, don't pretend you don't know me,
that you never touched my hand
and that we were never together
in a public restroom on the side of the road
or on the edge of the abyss.

Think about it, we ate the same food
and we drank the same drink
and I never stopped supporting your forehead
by the toilet for the rest of the lost night,
sometimes we even dreamed the same dreams.

So, don't look crooked so you don't see me,
Don't change sidewalks just to lose sight of me,
because you know that your skin
It still smells deeply like me.
Maybe I don't even love you anymore.
Perhaps...