Some days I’m caught off guard.
Smacked in the face with my awareness
of your place’s emptiness.
A vortex of misery embodying me.
So I try placing the fault at your feet,
but neither of us is
without blame entirely.

Me hating you is what everyone would expect.
Of course then, the idea I just had to reject.
So instead, it was your charming grin,
how...