He listened to her wash at the sink,
& feigned sleep when she returned.
She was already dressed,
& wore a perfume
that was absent from her body
the night before.
She did not look back
as the door closed,
as the stairs vanished
behind her heels.
From his window,
he watched her hail a taxi.
She seemed new, full of breath
& light.
Her legs disappeared
into the backseat &,
for an instant,
he wished that he had stopped her…
The image of her tears
laid wet on his mind,
& as the cab turned the corner,
he wondered if he had the capacity
to forget what could have been.
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