A Common Error

I sat musing the other day
And I recalled, with sorrow,
The loss of one
I had loved.

Those days of holding
Onto one another
The nights assimilated
And enmeshed in passionate embrace
The mornings, awakening
Enfolded together

Then, reality broke in rudely
And other memories took form.
Our anger with each other
Voices crackling like
The electricity of our synapses firing

Her inability to reach out
My reluctance to accept
The sterility of our
Mutual understanding that
The "love" was a pretense

A misspelling of a simple word

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