The breakup was amicable. A puzzling surprise.
Lips opened, then shut, then sewed up.
Boyfriend scribbles in a ratty notebook still shiver
as they perch on my desk. K + M forever etched,
carved, engraved in skin. Didn’t care then, don’t care now.
Still sixteen. Sort of wished it would all go away -
that upon awakening something intrinsic would change.
Want me now? Mind matches brain. The sex is still the same.
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Milana ☆
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