You applied another layer of your deep red lipstick and chewed on your bubblegum. You light another stick, took a drag and looked at me.
'You're still waiting for her aren't you?'
'Yes, sadly.'
'You did love her right?'
'Yes, truly.'
'Until now?'
'Yes, unfortunately.'
You took one last drag on your stick and hailed a cab, opened the door and looked back
'Are you coming or not?'
'Not anymore, sadly.'
'You're still after fucking?'
'Not anymore, truly.'
'This isn't goodbye is it?'
'It is, unfortunately.'
You laughed bitterly and spat your gum.
'Fuck you.'
'You already did, Lucy.'
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RomansaLike the ships in the night that we are. This is what happens After we say goodnight. As we succumb in the safety of our quilts under the moonlight. -Compilation of Poetry-
