Quasi-stories about you.


Chapter I

After every breakup, and until I met someone new. It was you. You were all the in-betweens.

Blessed is my imagination To have had you as the basis For all of its adventures.

I still choose eel in my sushi, your favorite. You may be gone, but my desire to make you happy lingers on.

You were like the sea, All shades of blue, Unstable, unpredictable And always changing.

You liked the shade, I preferred where the sun hit hardest. And neither of us was willing to give up his seat.

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