if you don't love me someone will, i think you're afraid that you've wasted your life...

pride:

we were turning down the driveway,
sipping on drinks too cold for the season,
when we realized how little we meant to one another.
we wanted to question how many years we had lost,
but it all came out as apologies.

we moved all the furniture out to the yard
and sat on the porch until the chill set in.
we wanted to believe things could end
without circling back around.

and when the light came over the hills,
we chalked out our pains
and nodded as if to a passing neighbor.
the only sounds were our uneven sighs,
as if we were learning how to breathe.