Notes on Love

The door was cracked…

or I was only half-asleep.

I shouldn’t have stayed -

but maybe I wanted to..

You were nice to me.

And it was a nice dinner.

I trusted you.

At least it didn’t hurt so ugly as I feel now.

You’re probably a pretty nice guy…

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