resigned

you were there gathering sticks
in the twilight hours
hoping to get back to something that resembled
home

and we would sit in the silence
of cracking wood
fire burning
and the kind of night
where the smoke never got in the way

you didn’t notice
we’d been out here for weeks
pricing together a life
that neither of us wanted
but both of us
resigned ourselves to

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