Staring through

The two blue green pools

I feel emotion slipping

As we walk together

To some endless space

So that the conversation

Concerning “we need to talk”

Can be dealt with

As you tell me

What’s going on

And why we need to stop

I knew what was coming

As you began to cry

And the shouts of

“Get a room lezzers!”

As we hugged.

How can they put a label?

On something so complicated.

For Millie x