A Poem For You, As Always (#50)

I saw you out tonight,
and you had on that terrifying mask
of “I don’t miss you”
and by now it’s molded perfectly
to the shape of your face,
it didn’t even get in the way
when you leaned over to kiss her,
as I sat across the room
longing for my mask too

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