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See, that’s what the app is perfect for.

Sounds perfect Wahhhh, I don’t wanna

You said you didn’t like to watch those kinds of movies

and I thought


“Well, I wouldn’t ever force you to do something

that you don’t want to do.”


yet I was in wedges constantly up against

walls with your scoffs

with your detail in denial

and that was fine I guess but

I fled from my gut

beavering water

I was thirsty and you had pineapple soda and great smiles.


I thought a long time about the way I felt

in that car when lies were spilled into my passenger seat

to make me feel as if I’d closed myself off for so long

that I couldn’t tell

when someone genuine and loving was beside me

I felt a bit of loss at the charges;


frigid!

aloof!

uncaring!


When in fact

I am neither of those things.

I wonder now several months away

how could I be so silly

how my heart could be again fooled by silliness but

it wasn’t

I’m not silly

just a guy- a person living and that’s ok,

buddy, you’re alright.


I held on to my savior complex

went all in towards friendships

building tunnels under rubble

forging alliances


disregarding those feelings:


distrust

watch your back

be weary

don’t press too hard or the floor will crack


and I was right.

it wasn’t strong

it couldn’t last

and that’s ok.


You told me that you didn’t like to watch those kinds of movies

and I believed it


but I can see now

that what you meant was


You didn’t want to watch anything with me.

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