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Feb 2021
im sitting in my bed
7:12 am
i see a post you liked
it reminded me of something that should remind you of me
i wonder if you thought of me
maybe you meant to send it my way

maybe you didn’t mean to kiss him

maybe you meant to come to my place on friday

maybe we’re just a happy collection of maybes

or maybe you planned on this.
and now you’re out of town
you didn’t even tell me you were leaving.
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mae  17/F/not quite there yet
(17/F/not quite there yet)   
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