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06.21.06: You Are What You Love (but not what loves you back)
[this is a ghost story]
It's 3am.
"Baby."
"Mm."
"Baby."
"I heard you."
"You need sleep."
"Yeah."
He was sitting, insubstantially, at my desk. He looked good. Surprisingly good.
"You look good."
"Thanks."
"Sure."
"You got anything to drink around here?"
"I doubt it."
He shrugged. He was right; It wouldn't make any difference if I did.
"Baby.."
"Yeah."
"I miss you."
"Don't."
"I do."
"Well, stop."
"Can't help it."
He shrugged again, but he looked sorry. Sad.
"You gotta move on."
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