Been awhile since I�ve thought about that night. I never did thank you, did I? Don�t know how you stayed warm, even under those layers. All I could see was your eyes � warm and dark, like twilight in Indian summer. They were watchin� the tip jar, the glass of water you hardly touched, that nasty drunken fuck that was sniffin� around you. And me. I could�ve eaten you for breakfast, but you just sat there, watchin� me. And watchin� over me. Goddamn, baby, when the claws came out you didn�t even flinch. I know because I was watchin� you, too. "Time cast a spell on you, but you won�t forget me"

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