it was
no, I'm sorry, I cannot help you
there is no way that I can
help you
magnified like a missing wallet when you're late
already and disappointing because it was
your fault,
really, for
not being as impressive as was necessary-
lonely little owl,
the grey kitten left in a
cardboard box, NY
you-
mean a lot to me, I promise
but
I am in love with somebody, honestly
haunting how a part of me now is a
part of you
isn't it?
and my intentions
were not to take away
as I intended not to walk
away, so fast
rapid feet on concrete heading
past Brighton and its
1400s.
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