snowflakes

I drank champagne the day you disappeared, when I should have been concerned about how we didn’t meet in the exact known place at the exact agreed time. Worry should have been fighting for the better of me. It all should have mattered. But you are a liar. I learned after my first marriage, liars don’t count. So I never counted on you showing up. I never counted on you for anything. I visited a friend in Soho who updated me about his wife and...
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