"The Thirst was Real."
Is what they said when I was close
When I met him, When he pulled me in
Tho it was brief and sweet
Unexpected and strange
I was left with regrets wrong choices and strain
You should always wrap gifts
Not gift opened unwrapped ones
They're easier to throw away
All I was left with was a touch and a picture frozen in time
No chance to apologize or explain my crime
I came out hearing them say
"Thirsty *****"
I haven't any regrets but one
And those can only be cried over tea
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