II
After some finality, after finishing breakfast, after you are busy with your stories, yourself, you love you, when I am silent and you are left to solo activity, you primp, you convince yourself I am still in the same room.
Sunday, December 4, 2011
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Thanksgiving!
This is right before I stopped telling you stories
When did you ever stop telling me stories?
I'm sorry if I ever made you feel like you couldn't tell me stories. I'm sorry for a lot of things.
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