she did not forget

He tiptoed into the room
where they used to paint.
His eyes caught hers,
and for a moment
his heart skipped a beat.

Does she recognize
me?
Would this masquerade
hold?

Nothing happened
so he sat down
and started
painting.
Admiration flowed from all corners
not long after, and he felt relief
to be back in his old skin.

He forgot
that she would never forget
the eyes that stabbed the heart
like a knife.

~~~

© annie scribes 2017
all rights reserved

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