Saturday, March 31, 2012

this is how we burn

He walked by and we exchanged a look; he didn't say anything but we both knew that we had met, we both knew we were pretending to forget. A simultaneous impulse to pretend to forget is worse than actually forgetting, because when you pretend something you can go on pretending indefinitely, and the other person pretending makes you think it's the right thing to do. The look was as loaded as it was fleeting but in that moment, we had both condoned the other to pretend to forget.

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