In the evening, via message even

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I know

We are not


Like we used to be

And you can’t give me

The back massage

Like before

I get it

But we can always

Text each other

And it is close enough for me

We can pretend

That things

Are like they used to be

When you would stop by

Say hello

And one thing led to another

I get it

You moved on

To become a doctor

That is great for you

But then

It is not so great for me

Because he got you

And I didn’t

So yes

We can pretend

That we are just friends

And that your text

Every once in a while

Is just platonic

We can pretend

But what’s the point?

You’ve got your new life now

But I don’t

All I have

Is a good memory

Of a back massage

From you

From a long time ago

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writer and novelist. traveler and adventurer. looking for fun in the sun. chasing the dream. can't stop the feeling that time is going faster.

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