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I remembered something about us for a fleeting moment
Your hand on my thigh in a parking lot
One finger under a black bra strap
Your eyes dark and aching
I thought you were pushing me, but you were pushing yourself. Trying to find
What lies in that hole inside you
I won’t forget how close we came
to touching the sun, but held our breath instead
You still fell to the ground, singed
I’m so glad your mother told you
I wasn’t the marrying type
I remembered something fleeting—a kiss we stole, a laugh that hadn’t died yet on your lips, a sob through crackling phone speakers
I’m so glad your father told you
It wasn’t worth the struggle.
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