Friday, October 09, 2015

Better Man.

I went back--

To our old haunt today.

New...people.
Ones that don't like to pick at scars.

I remember babbling to you--
(Fifteen years old)

About this NEW BOOK

And you said it was dumb
Real women aren't caught between men

Well, now.

I am proud to have loved you.
To love a wretch is a wretched thing

But to love is to be the better man.

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