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Oct 2016
I’ve had a few failed relationships,
I wonder why I said yes to some.
But you, you’re an odd one.
You already know that,
But I say that because
It's hard to keep you in my head.

All you come with is memories
Of anger, and breakdowns,
Embarrassment and lust.
The others are good memories,
Physical memories, healthy love,
I remember what their lips tasted like.
Her lips tasted like Cheetos, but that was in seventh grade. I'm sure they'd taste different now.
Gavin Barnard
Written by
Gavin Barnard  23/M/Michigan
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