I thought there would be a day we could reach across the expanse of this divide and explain

Or convey, or acknowledge there’s a human being on either side

I thought that all arguments would have a moment when the other person would see that there’s a person who is hurting regardless, and acknowledge the fact

I thought that every disagreement would end up okay at the end of the day.

I thought that admitting fault would bring admittance of fault.

I thought that when saying one did wrong, the others would also admit that wrong was done.

And yet, each time, each day, each second, the demand like one side should give in

Like there’s a clear answer,

To human behaviour and needs left unanswered.

Or that context and meaning taken unknown, the feelings of answers that will never be thrown.

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