How are you

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Here we are

Not standing, but on our knees

Sifting though what was once

The pictures and jokes

Laughing from the hurt

We smile at the memories

But they're cutting us further

 

Simple 'how are you' pleasantries

And how are the kids

Small things to see how you are holding up

Whether you hurt like I hurt

Or maybe I'm left behind

 

The wreckage is deep and fragile

So here we sit

Across from one another

I ask again

 

How are you.

Ben Jacobsen2 Comments