But.

But on some days, 

I get this irresistible urge to run to you

And grab your collar and ask 

Where we went wrong, 

To scream until my vocal cords burst, 

To hit you until your bones break,

And my angels weep in desperation.

But then I remember 

The emptiness in your eyes 

When I left,

your forced laughs, 

the nervous gulps,

And my demons smile in satisfaction.

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