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it wasn't love but it was good. It was sweet. You mostly showed up on time. I mostly told you the truth. It wasn't love, but we bought cookie dough at the grocery store and that felt like something. We ate half of the dough raw, forgot the baked cookies on the coffee table overnight. Ate them for breakfast. It was almost perfect. It wasn't love, but it was good. I think. You were mostly kind. I only ever held your hand on the first night. I wanted that to be enough. It wasn't love, but I know your least favorite punctuation mark. Your favorite ice-cream. How you load the dishwasher. How you curl your hair around your index finger. I do not know how to unknow these things. It wasn't love, but I knew you. I think. We sat on fancy downtown rooftops and stopped at drive-thrus on the way home. I spent so much time laughing that I am naming wrinkles after you, calling my own smile lines by your name. It wasn't love, but it was good. It wasn't love, but we got so close.
