if you could
go back,
if you could have
one last
conversation with
her. to
sit down
and face one
another, to see
what went wrong,
taking
her hand in yours
if she allowed
it. looked her
in the eye,
you'd still
have nothing
to say, nor
would she.
the silence
would say everything
for the both
of you.
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