She pulls away when
I kiss
her.
And she treats me
like a stray dog.
I fell asleep, and
she retired to the
box springs alone.
I suck at goodbyes.
It's only a couple of days,
I know.
It still sucks.
She's going to Missouri
to get some things from
her Moms'.
She's a fucking nut.
A break will
do us good,
but I'll still
miss her.
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Author:
Thomas W Case (Pseudonym) (
Online) - Published: June 27th, 2024 12:57
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