It was a catastrophe
of us (you,and,me,and,the,bed). I wanted to have you inside of me, but
i.kept.stumbling.over.zippers. and !somehow!
a “I don’t feel like it” popped out. {I could tell by the look in your eyes
- you knew it was a lie} and now I
keep wishing that you were here &&with me&&. Fingers fumbling
over the keyboard, looking for the
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