He said that we are over
He told me not to blame myself
But who else do I blame, for I am the only other reason?
I see him when I’m going places
See him sitting lonely, his face in a book
I see him walk down the road, headphones in, head faced down so nobody can see him, yet I see him so clearly
I ask if he is ok, knowing the only response will be “‘I’m fine’” but I can see that he is hurting, as so am I
Submitted: November 27, 2017
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