Not 2 times…

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Not 2 times

I see him move in the distance. He has lost his voice. He
moves with leaden effort. He does not cry his tears. They
settle like poison in his bones.  He looks burdened. I
soften. I want to look at him. My eyes want to drown in his
shape. I want to hold him close. Breathe his skin.  Feel his
feather light hair. Lightness, of our body shapes melting. I
want…

Nobody leaves me 2 times. 
Nobody leaves me 2 times. 
Nobody leaves me 2 times.
Nobody leaves me 2 times. 
Nobody leaves me 2 times.

May he suffer and look at me with jealousy and anger when my
hair flies gently in the wind, when I smile because I feel
good – and not because of him. 

Lots of love, 
Susanne