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She said she was ready for it to be over. In a soft voice like rain against the window. Juggling itself. Victim by victim. Until. We're all liars. Or friends that don't now how close you were to hating them.

I wasn't sorry. Just watching him tie his shoes. Sideways. Thrilled with having found something to know him by.

She said I should hurry. I'm so much older since. Love found me. Slit my legs right down the middle.

She said, I'm whole. For the first time ever.

It continues to rain outsids. But I know when it will end.

By the way he looked at me last.