It was the quiet
That mostly did it
The not knowing from
All I knew before
All I was told before
Words running into each other
Where in between
You hid the truth
In small stolen silences –
Barely noticeable
Except in hindsight –
Amid the rapid relay of
Everyday things
I should have known
Your word waterfall
Was crashing down
On someone else
When you fell silent
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