side-by-side

side by side, we sat
    the tension there once was
        has faded like
            the sounds of our laughter

the look in our eyes is of
     nothingness

we are the strangers we
didn't know we could become

strangers, we have become
    and still we cannot tell
        the difference
          between holding hands
and
    hand-holding.

side by side, we sit

strangers
there is nothing here
      nothing
and the hand I am holding,
   the hand that remains,

is my own.

6/15/2013 3:03 pm