“A LIFE CUT IN HALF”

It started with green
glitter wrapped in your hair
four years and ten days ago

sat alone as your friends
danced into the future
and
I still walked slowly
heart racing to you
to sit and talk
and hoped that
strangers could be lovers.

I hoped I had found my forever.

01-01-01

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