there was a discussion about
entitlement.
although that word did not appear once
during our conversation.
that's what we meant.

it's like
the time we never talked about
the painful details.
the thought was there,
but never actualized.

these were the nights of clarity
you listened to the beat
while i caught on to new words
of a familiar feeling.

and while i start
to clear my slates,
i take note of the happy absences
and the pain
of too much company.

i don't expect you
to understand
why it was so hard for me
but i am almost sure
that somewhere
you felt the same, too.