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Spit

I swallowed my pride and said

"Go home tonight"

I swallowed my dignity and said

"I'll pack you some snacks"

I swallowed my anger and said

"Text me if you need anything"

 

I should have realized

 

He had someone who was already telling him to come home

He had someone who would have food waiting

He had someone to text if he needed anything

 

I wish I spit.

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Apr 23, 2016
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