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Oct 2014
There isn't enough.
There is never enough.

What was your name?
I can't remember your name.
Would your hair brush your hips?
Or did it hang over your shoulders?
Was it black as coal, would it glisten under the sun?

You picked flowers.
You picked petals.
You picked me.

You picked me and I couldn't resist.
I loved you with the heart of a child.
I loved you like wolves
lick
their prey.

Hhh-and I'm sorry,
I'm so sorry, but you loved me like nobody else could.

I was banished from your world,
I was expelled.
Your mother wasn't the only parent
who deemed me a monster.
Your friends weren't the only students
who missed my games.

What was your name?
I can't remember your name.
Would your hair brush your hips?
Did it hang over your shoulders?

What did I do when you were absent?
Did I still turn the pages? Did I visit the bathroom often?
Did I ruin your future? Did my love tear everything apart?
Am I a monster?
Am I a monster?

There isn't enough.
There is never enough.
There will never be enough
to make me forget.

I loved you with the heart of a child.

I loved you like wolves
lick

their prey.
Professor Wolf fell in love with one of his students.
Rumors involving drug use have gotten him fired.
Professor Wolf would visit the school bathrooms often
in the middle of class.
Drugs weren't pretty
and they got uglier after the Professor got fired.
But there's not enough of anything
to make him forget her.
Dante
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Dante  26/Non-binary/Connecticut
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