guest

Sometimes

I wish someone could see

the things I try to hide

occasionally I let expectations inside my heart

 just like it has nothing to offer me

I offer nothing back

 we both look at each other

expecting to say something

but we won’t

we just won’t

and it will end at awkwardness

and a sip of coffee

that is less bitter than reality

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