"That wasn't very fair" he'd said,
"I'm sorry" was my mumbled reply
As I wiped more tears from my face,
"I meant on you" he almost chuckled,
And five minutes later he was gone,
And I had collapsed in my hallway.
g.c.g
The blossom of a poet
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