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Three Months.

Too little time.

I had to decide.

What was best.

What was right.

I had to know

What to say,

What to do.

How to cope with my life

How to tell you

I was gone and back before you'd noticed.

We talked like it was nothing,

Like I never went away.

We sat and watched the sunset,

Both happy and unchanged.

I was happy to see you.

You were happy to remember us.