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It was about a year ago
when we met on a Tuesday night and woke up happily on a Wednesday morning.
Nine nights later,
you said that you loved me,
coming to conclusions
which came from delusions
that cumming was a solution
for filling the void
left by the one you left.
That particular hole
could never be filled,
and the insecurity of unfamiliarity
would never be killed.