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Cold-bore from my lips
Instead of on his
.
Fingers grasp gently
Clutching at my womb
To never see him
.
Casings and bottles
Broken fingers now
Separation is memory
.
"Mom, I love you"
Smiles are lies now
I say nothing in return
“Are you serious?”
“We’re best friends, you can be honest with me.”
“I don’t know...”
“Just do it.”
“Tell me my biggest flaw first.”
“Okay, but I’m going to be truthful.”
“I’ll do the same.”
“And we can do this because we’re that close.”
“Right. Okay, go.”
“I would say your biggest flaw is... you aren’t honest enough. You have a fake personality for your friends, parents, and sometimes me.”
“Wow.”
“Sorry!”
“No, that was good.”
“Now do me.”
“Your biggest flaw is that you’ll never love me like I love you.”