XXVIII

I did everything you asked me to,
She wrote him.

I stayed away,
I got on with life,
I met new people,
And went places.

I kept dreaming,
And doing stuff,
And drinking coffee,
And writing stories.

But you did not tell me to forget you,
So I didn’t.

And I probably won’t.

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