exes

The words we give
each other to read.

The sounds to listen to.


Years later, repeat with another.

And another.

And another.

Remix, repeat.

You try to change the
connotations.

Negative
to positive.


Words and
questions
never leave your
lips.

After all these years

Does he still think you're pretty?
Will he still listen to those songs and smile and think about you?
Will he remember the taste of your lips fondly?