uncovered

catefrances

he looked at her
her head bowed
the pain etched upon his face
his eyes crying indignation
his ears closed to her excuse
she stepped towards him
he turned his back
it was her turn to cry
was she sorry for what she'd done
or only that it hurt him?
she couldn't get him to understand
his head ringing with disappointment
his ears closed to her excuse
her hand upon his back
shrugged off
she felt defeated and packed her bags
he let her go
she left him to his anguish
justified or not.
poured herself a drink
her glass never empty
while he healed
she lost it all.
she sometimes sees him
but to him she no longer exists
maybe he's okay
she'll never know
he doesn't care enough
to satiate her guilt
and why should he?
did he love her?
was she truly the one?
or was she just the tool
he needed to fix a fractured life?
she didn't know
she never would
cause he won't say
and he never will.