i.
i was fine
but she wasn't
because
she was a jerk
ii.
she was fine
but i wasn't
because
i was a jerk
iii.
do you remember those nights
when we were fascinated
with each other
there seemed to be no end
in the moment we inhabited
seeming solid
we were as delicate as two origami
poised by a window
with no idea how fragile
how transitory things are
through time
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