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Pretty faces
And fake smirks.
You don’t have to smile
At me if you don’t want to –
It won’t hurt.
We’re not friends.
And it’s okay.
You can walk past me
And trust –
I won’t look up at you
We were not
Designed to fit like that.
And I won’t pretend
If it means being like this.
I never expected
This thing to last
Beyond anything as standard
As cordial civility –
So don’t add this
To your list of things
To do – “Greet that Woman –
And smile when you do!”
I’m fine without it
I’ll live –
I’m good –
You can walk out
That door
I’m on my way out
Too –