She had tears in her eyes;
I had vomit in my throat.
Her pain was tender – red, raw, and human.
Mine was silent – gray, rotting, and abstract.
She wakes up in nightmares;
I sleep in voids.
I’m on the floor, lying to myself.
She’s on the couch, battling the truths.
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