A hint of red

I once saw you across the room
Scribbling letters into a journal like I am now
A hint of red hid underneath the surface
Your flannel, as usual, slightly oversized
droop past the beginning of the steel legs 
but not to the ground

Music
I could not hear enticed your ears that day
I stared - unpolite I know - but words stumbled
and fell to the floor
failing to form a line of greeting

Were you well?

Was it madness that absorbed you into a world of your own?
Was it the letter filled with kisses from you lover - 
which you opened days prior?
Or was it simply boredom to be alone in that room

The loneliness of trying to understand 
and to be understood in return
May I be in there somewhere?

These questions made up my meals and dreams that day
and the day after
and now

To know that we were once alone in that room
But silence and loudness collide at once
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