Getting There

Begin again
from where we ended
a soft pain
left room to breathe

One wasn’t ready
two wouldn’t admit
they felt the same
things have changed

We’re honest now
moreso anyhow
approaching thirty honest
if that’s a thing

This isn’t what we want
but there’s already pain
a festering what if
we need to see

The sort of pain
an approaching forty
might confuse for regret
might mistake for love

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