a book to ignore

I don't want to read your curious looks
your casual tones, or anything they hint of
I did that once, and look where it got me

I don't want to read your eyes
or the crinkles that come with them
forced happiness hurts both sides, you know

I don't want to read your sighs
castoff glances, held breaths
waiting for something neither of us can place

I don't want to read your anger
the clenching of fists and jaws and hearts
interfering only backfires on me

I don't want to read your absences
how you don't seem to care until you're back
but I always do

I don't want to read your glares
frustration through avoidance, that's what you do
this game's too foolish for me

I don't want to read your heart
it's not written in a language I'd understand
and such is for the better

I don't want to read your scars
I might remember who caused them
and wonder why that who still exists

I don't want to read your memories
they're not the same as mine
maybe they never were