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I have sat here for two hours.

Two hours  since your phone rang, you got up and fled to the balcony.

I have sat and watched you, for two hours.

Watched you pace back and forth, back and forth across the slit in the window curtain;

For two hours I watched, failing to understand, failing to recognise the truth staring me in the face..

Failing to understand the meaning of your hushed tone, your childlike giggles;

softly whispered ” …me too” sentence endings…

Softly whispered sentence  endings usually reserved for me…

Responses to declarations, promises, vows….

 

Back and forth, Back and forth…

 

Steadily like a pendulum you continued to pace.

and with each stride came understanding.

 

and when you pushed through the door, and looked up from your phone directly at me…

my heart broke, my world shifted on its axis…

 

The truth was there in the sparkle in your eye,

the blush in your cheek, the soft swell  of your lower lip…

your love belonged to another..

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