what if forgiving was easy?
overcoming heartache was as simple as
a long nap,
a float on a pond,
a few tears at sunset?
still cling to the ragged memory,
refuse to sleep,
stay on the shore,
swallow and hold my tears?
believe that pain proves a loyalty
no one demanded
gripping the bars on the window
and ignoring the butterfly
that brushes my arm
as it slips out
through the open doorway?
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