... and I leaned back.
But that was it.
I wished that it is you.
The whole that I am looking for.
But you threw up and what little
romance that was left got drained.
All that's left are jokes, lines
that are half-meant.
That's what we are and what we will be.
We're half-meants.
Never whole.
Not even close.
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