I have a bone
to pick with you.
I heard you died.
You shoulda called.
I woulda been there.
I woulda told you
again
how much I love you.
I woulda asked
again
how much do you love me.
we knew
we know
the answers.
It woulda been nice
to hear it
again.
I missed your leaving.
Please don't do it
again.
Friday, October 24, 2025
neither here nor there...
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