I need to stop being on the internet
there is no such thing as “blocking” on the internet.
I found you on the corner of web and org,
we touched hands.
we forgave each other (sike).
touching cock under a blanket at fifteen,
there was a movie about cowboys playing.
the last time I saw you,
you were drinking a beer
and I was laughing,
pretending I didn’t see you.
it is not that I carry anger towards you anymore,
but my legs still shake uncontrollably
into dark nights and loneliness
and for that I will never forgive you.
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