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i just remembered that time at the market, snuck up behind me and jumped on my shopping cart and rolled down aisle five. you looked behind you to smile back at me, crashed into a rack full of magazines. they asked us if we could leave. can't remember what went wrong last september, though i'm sure you'd remind me if you had to. our love was comfortable and so broken in. i sleep with this new guy i'm still getting used to. my friend's all approve, say "he's gonna be good for you." they throw me high fives. he says the bible is all that he reads, and prefers that i not use profanity. your mouth was so dirty. life of the party, and he swears that he's artsy. but you could distinguish miles from coltrane. our love was comfortable and so broken in. he's perfect, so flawless. or so they say. he thinks i can't see the smile he's faking and poses for pictures that aren't being taken. i loved you, gray sweatpants, no (tshirt), so perfect. our love was comfortable and so broken in. he's perfect, so flawless. i'm not impressed. i want you back.
friends only. guess you're not one.
friends only. guess you're not one.