i laughed and said "modern romance" as you packed a bowl for me

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why must you leave me
to drink my watermelon
white claw alone?

on a night
that i was supposed to spend
asleep under your duvet cover,
and surrounded by whatever
color you made the strip lights.

why must your sweatshirt
lie next to me,
still with the scent of your
cologne in between each stitch?

why must i be so heartbroken
over something that never existed?

you told me you liked me,
was that just so i would sleep with you?

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