Recognition

It’s not as if I didn’t try

near the end

you would say things

over and over again

feigning at patience and care

but somewhere inside

I could feel the

lack of true emotion there

and I forgot to really listen

because I have always

been bad with recall

and you would grow frustrated

with my quizzical look

when I asked you to

say it one more time

I should’ve known then

when I stopped hearing you

that my own love

had flown the nest

but I’ve always been stubborn

and I cling to thin wisps

of things that are

long past expiration

It was something to see

I’m sure

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