Crying

The glass door swung
shut behind me
I could hear it, so final,
and I wanted to, but I didn’t,
look back at you
because by then, tears spilled down
my face twisted, crying, and
I didn’t want that to be
your last view of me.
I wanted you to remember
my kiss on your lips and
our soft smiles,
as we said
goodbye,
as we said
see you soon,
again.

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