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Now that you're not coming, who cares about botox and slim bodies. Fatten it up. Eat the pasta and open the wine... from Aldi's.
What did it matter, if you didn't care, it's not the end of her, but she certainly won't be cruising for your bruising... the outline of the bruise was still a shadow.
Did you want to still think about coming away with her?
With this person whose name you never remember?
this person who mid-wifed you through some awkward time?
You never even put your arm around her.
You never even reached for her hand.
She's called you marvelous twice.
She's made sentimental nuances towards you.
You've met her mother and brother and sister
and still you
wonder
Is she worthy of you?
well wonder away,
she'll still be alone and watching murder mysteries and drinking wine
and having it be red
and eating pasta until you
wish you had
kissed her once
outside of the bedroom.
you
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