Are we still doing
this? I could have
sworn off a dozen times,
but I thought
you would. It isn't
as if the good
we found
in the early on
has gone bad, just not
kept good. Kept
fresh. It stales the air,
and sours the breath
of the one we loved. For me
it was you, every
time, all the way. For you
it was me, and
not enough.
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