In a dark lonely bedroom fire flickers at my feet

Shoulders cold, I welcome it’s warmth

A voice lingers in my ear:

“Okay. Even if we did break up, I hope we can be friends. “



But, Honey, how can I imagine a world where I’m not (at least) friends with you?

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