Friction The slight downhill won't register For another kilometer or so, The trigger was silent - as always, A soft push, not a sudden blow. Soon we will notice the dark circles, Coldness caught in conversations, Delayed responses on the receiver, Dismissed electronic alerts - Glowing on your office desk. You will refuse to respond because Your chest is heavy and it hurts To think about unmet expectations And misleading miscommunication. First you need to figure out who He was before it turned sour, Recall the warmth of his palm Around your fingers. Freckles sprinkled On his cheeks like cinammon. His sideways smile and fractured Frown. His naked skin. Your heart is beating because for a Moment you forgive him, and love him, And need him and want him. In the Future you are happy. In the present, you are trying.