She stares blankly
at the door
Half-closed, or half-open,
She doesn't know
He looks quietly
out the window
Half-wanting, Half-thinking
If he wants to go
Words wander
but not spoken
Tears were shed
Hearts were broken
It's a few minutes
before their worlds end
and start a new one
without the other
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