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a poem of breakup

you say the words

and you speak your truth.

but you stay the night. 

and we\'re stuck in between 

the past and present.

disconnection by hearts but physically present.

a cuddle and handhold,

the same as before, except it\'s not.

you say it feels different and I know

but I don\'t want it to be. 

To me, it\'s the same.