needing time with youwithout him
without them
makes me selfish
mirrorimage
and
transition
i don't know what to say
i'm across from him
wraught-iron interlocking, pole blocking
you fetching napkins
sex replaces friendship
i know.
i'm there.
lust in place of love
oedipus latches on
wrong drink
drunk from
white chocolate bonds
tethered to him and
skirting around catty, petty
but we've always been that way
maybe i was in love with
someone unexpectedly expected
stranger than you and not;
a work of fiction
he's gone
she's gone
i'm gone
away
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