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Oct 2015
i waited in front of the door, waiting and waiting.

you said you would be back by monday.

but now it's friday.  you left last sunday.  

the week has ended and
my love is for you is slowly
drifting away.

i dressed myself and went out today.  

i met someone who treats me better than you did
                         who comforts me when i need it
                         who calls me beautiful

                         who loves me for who i was
chris
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chris  21/F/tokyo
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