15.04.03 - 6:15 p.m.

after spilling my guts to shirley, explaining
extra-paleness and dark circles she upturned my
cold hand, placed an apple in my palm and
said go! eat this on the way, you need something.
its like a divorce, this not knowing where
to stand, uncomfortable air, staying up nights.
one person is always heartsick and one
doesnt look back. she asked me -
do you think he loves you? and i said no,
just the opposite im afraid.