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Mar 2017
I don't know how to tell her.
How are you expected to tell anyone?

"This isn't doing it anymore;
your affections aren't suitable for me.
I would rather have *** with
other people than you."

There's nothing wrong with her.
She treats me well,
and I spend more time with her than most.
But she isn't her. You know? Her.

"It's not that I don't like you.
It's just that most people
make me incredibly lonely.
And you're simply one of them.
No hard feelings, right?"

There's just no pretty way to say it.
Doug McKeen
Written by
Doug McKeen  Orlando, FL
(Orlando, FL)   
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