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That look

I hate

-you know how I feel.

But you don’t get it.

It would never work

but I want this

You know I do.

But that look.

You act as though you can see me but you can’t.

You don’t know anything.

But you do.

Painfully, as I recall

you witnessed my change and my downfall.

You know I’d do anything to escape the sight of you.

Because I’ve failed you.

I scarred you with a memory you’d burn to forget.

So don’t act so surprised

when you find me looking in your eyes

then quickly look away

I saw your pain.

The pain I caused

The pain I can’t erase

The pain I cannot face.