to you, who deceived me

    I’d greet you happy birthday today, if we had only stayed friends, if I knew my words could trail something more than silence.

    I’ll write, anyway. I will write about what came to pass, and what we came to lose, and I will remember, until I am finally bored with remembering, until I could no longer even describe your eyes, the way they gazed.

    My memory, love, is fickle. It shouldn’t take too long.

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