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One Word

It’s strange how such a little thing—“hello”—

could terrify me so. In that one word

I was sure I would know whether you still

loved me after all these months. You hurt me,

and maybe I hurt you more, but we both

rushed upon each other’s blades that day. You

twisted, I wrenched, and we both pulled and made

our gaping wounds so much harder to heal.

We didn’t speak for a long time after,

fearful of the verbal daggers we might

use to eviscerate ourselves once more.

But then came that word: “Hello.” You said it

first. And then I said, “Hi,” and I could feel

your grin twenty-five hundred miles away.

Nonce Sonnet

2009-ish, I think. 😛

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