Always.
Forever.
Your smile was the first evil
teeth behind every handshake,
warmth that calculated.
You tried to bury us with paper and whispers,
schemes dressed as neighborly concern.
We didn't flinch.
We just held up the glass.
Now my smile meets yours.
Not warmth
recognition.
I enjoy this.
Watching you see yourself
and flinch from it.
Watching you run from the only honest mirror
you've ever stood before.
So yes
the grin stays.
Always.
Forever.
Your smile was always evil.
Mine became it
just for you.