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Rebound
The last time your heart was broken,
You called me with your voice full of anguish.
Choking on tears, you sought me out to console you.
I showed up outside your job,
Waiting for closing time,
A bottle of shitty alcohol in hand.
We sat outside and talked for hours,
The first intimate moment shared
In years.
I drove away smiling,
Hopeful for the following year of healing
For us both.
I wasn't ready.
Too soon, you want to give her your last name,
And its my heart that now screams in pain.
You called me with your voice full of anguish.
Choking on tears, you sought me out to console you.
I showed up outside your job,
Waiting for closing time,
A bottle of shitty alcohol in hand.
We sat outside and talked for hours,
The first intimate moment shared
In years.
I drove away smiling,
Hopeful for the following year of healing
For us both.
I wasn't ready.
Too soon, you want to give her your last name,
And its my heart that now screams in pain.
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