II. (WHAT COULD HAVE BEEN, WHAT NEVER WAS)

Everyone’s laughing, nudging at you, asking why you didn’t bring your little guy friend along.I try to avoid looking at you, knowing you were looking at me, but we both know my resistance always crumbles when it comes to you.

My eyes find yours in the darkness. You give me a shrug and a sheepish smile.

You change lovers more often than I lose my pens. I’d rather stay in this boundary of not knowing than have the same fate as them.

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