Sometimes me, but always You - for Fredrick



Sometimes me,  but always You


You love me?

Are you listening?

Do you love me?

The third silence was blunt.  I walked away restless, my sobs desiring to sob.  How much more do I need to stop needing? What if we sleep together? Should we talk about something else?


It’s cold outside, maybe you should wear a scarf to cover your distant eyes.

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