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In the instance where I meet someone

who isn’t with the person they love.

 

When it ended with them still caring for each other

and things going right between them.

 

When I talk to someone who tears up

not because of what he endured,

but watching the other person endure it instead.

 

When I meet someone who has struggled

with losing their companion

to something agonizingly painful

and not being able to help in the slightest.

 

When I talk to someone

and I still see their heart feelings

painted on their face

without the light being taken away of when they were together.

 

In this instance

I feel shame.

 

Done