Nod

Nods are not as good as smiles.

You say to me:

Stay away,

You do not my demons -

 

I look and tilt my head.

 

You Nod looking hurt.

 

I know them naught. Nod.

 

You Nod and tilt your head.

 

My eyes meet yours as you plead me to leave

 

I smile accepting.

 

I say walking away =

And you will never meet my demons either.

 

Happy now?

 

I Nod with her only seeing the back of my skull.