Words
they were words and nothing more
but they bloomed like flowers in her eyes
those sad secrets that slipped from my lips
sad secrets that I was tired of keeping
like marbles in my mouth
that rolled off of my tongue into her heart
and collected there like stones

The room filled up with the sudden awkward intimacy of confession;
an honesty with dangerous eyes and untrustworthy lips
unsteady legs and a need to be something more, something real
a desire to exist

we hovered there
balanced on a knife's edge
a breath away from everything we'd never said
and everything we'd longed to be
four eyes and two hearts saw a truth that would not be denied
and then
they let it go.

The moment slowly passed
stuttering and broken
never to be seen again

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