I wouldn't so much as
touch her if she came
back -- I wouldn't
so much as anything
with her if it meant I
could have
you and I
am tipping vodka
into my tea and I
am thinking of you while
I do it
this is about
you, and they
are all about
you (you
might have guessed that)
because I have
not written you
down in too long,
because I have
been trying to forget
the shape of your name
on paper (but it's
a hard thing
to let go of)
so bring me back
with you when you
come back
if you
come back
if you
(come back)
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