Just as I was falling asleep last night, I was reciting our small love affair, so quick, we blinked, and missed it.
remember the oranges, the smell that filled that rented apartment. I stood on the skateboard and you steadied me, we didn't have a lease- but we had our favorite beatle, we undressed in the afternoon, we made black pearls and we walked away.
and we both know silently,
it's better this way.
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