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Do you remember our bulletproof afternoons? The ones downtown wandering the pawn shops, looking for nothing. Remember the antique Coca-Cola bottles you loved? Remember the good deals on the old Nintendos? Remember kisses you gave me in the back of the store? Remember pretending the cameras couldn't see me touch you? Remember holding my hand outside? Remember your hand on my waist? Remember the rain on the sidewalk? Remember me laughing? Remember the old books on the shelves? Remember me stroking their spines? Remember me writing my own stories about how they got there? Remember watching me and loving that? Remember the jewelery? Remember the bracelets and necklaces?  The trinkets of broken loves? Remember the rings? Remember watching me sooth the lonely rings through the glass? Remember what I said? Remember how it broke our hearts, to see them broken beneath the glass? Remember how the engravings broke our hearts? Remember how you held my hand and kissed my shoulder? Remember how you told me not to worry? Do you remember pawning my ring? Remember pocketing the cash? Remember watching the pawn man place it beneath the glass? Remember the couple holding hands, hearts breaking over my ring? Do you remember breaking their hearts?
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Feb 7, 2013
Feb 7, 2013 at 6:32 AM UTC
Pawn Shopping
Do you remember our bulletproof afternoons? The ones downtown wandering the pawn shops, looking for nothing. Remember the antique Coca-Cola bottles you loved? Remember the good deals on the old Nintendos? Remember kisses you gave me in the back of the store? Remember pretending the cameras couldn't see me touch you? Remember holding my hand outside? Remember your hand on my waist? Remember the rain on the sidewalk? Remember me laughing? Remember the old books on the shelves? Remember me stroking their spines? Remember me writing my own stories about how they got there? Remember watching me and loving that? Remember the jewelery? Remember the bracelets and necklaces?  The trinkets of broken loves? Remember the rings? Remember watching me sooth the lonely rings through the glass? Remember what I said? Remember how it broke our hearts, to see them broken beneath the glass? Remember how the engravings broke our hearts? Remember how you held my hand and kissed my shoulder? Remember how you told me not to worry? Do you remember pawning my ring? Remember pocketing the cash? Remember watching the pawn man place it beneath the glass? Remember the couple holding hands, hearts breaking over my ring? Do you remember breaking their hearts?
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Feb 7, 2013
Feb 7, 2013 at 6:32 AM UTC
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