Are we over?
I asked you that
once before.
You smiled
but never answered
left me wondering
if it even mattered.
I’m with you
as you’re with me –
I hope…
but I can’t ignore
the gnawing
sensation inside
like there’s something
you’re trying
to hide.
That the colors
you’re showing me
isn’t in black and white.
I’m stuck in grey matter
I know for sure
it isn’t something I like.
Are we over?
This is the last
that I’ll ask…
If what we have,
is nothing
but a fake or facade.

MR@2016

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