Follow.
You're learning from the contact
who tore it from its blue seams.
You're asking for me.
Last week
with the girl you met in high school
who smells just like the old nights
you spent at the house.
Do you remember
how we used to be?
Cologne in the bathroom
where we used to read.
I lost you in the storm.
Holy
like the things you said in college.
You promised in the summer
you'd mention my name.
Cooler
was the peril of the weekend
when you wanted all the bad lights
to color the same.
& I like that you were the only one
pulling offers for all the shit I'd done,
but you were not like them.
I lost it on you the other day
cause I'm scared that these things'll never stay.
You only remind them.
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