You ignored me for

Twelve straight hours

And waited until one


After midnight

To tell me you owed me an apology.

I forgave you , of course;

You knew I would.

But I didn’t tell you until


The next day.

And you said:


Your conscience is cleared,

I am in pain,

And nothing has changed.


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