He knew why.
The simplicity
Of her as his was worth
The abandonment of pride.
He looked into her pale brown eyes.
He knew
She was a quiet woman,
He knew
She did not move him.
Yet with his two knees down,
He thought,
Goddamn, she was perfect for silence.
He asked for her because she was effortless,
She was decent.
He stared at her seat
He knew
She would receive him,
He knew
She did not love him either.
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