Daily Prompt: Maybe

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you always said, “Maybe.”

break my heart?

“Maybe.”

love me?

“Maybe.”

 

i drank myself years and years away

from you, but you never understood

what Maybe meant. you never knew

that words crushed, so you used the

worst one as often as you wanted.

 

“do you love her?”

“Maybe.”

 

we belonged under the stars, not on top

of the earth. we belonged in champagne

bottles as the gasps of air, not as the lips

on the glass. you belonged with me, i said,

but all you said was,

 

“Maybe.”

 

via Daily Prompt: Maybe

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