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i remember the day at the bar
when I gulped at my scotch
and you looked at me above your green
appletini with eyes that
saved me from
a dark abyss.

you made me pancakes.

(i hate pancakes)

i ate those pancakes and smiled
because you were good to me
and i needed good things.

you used to hug me
when i cried
whispering little broken lullabies,
snippets of songs.
the beatles.
paul simon.
even some tom petty.

i didn't like music.
but i liked the feel of your lips
touching mine,
of your hand on my heart.

you used to care for me
like you would die the next day,
loving me gently
with crooked smiles
and rusted gazes.

i don't like love,
but i should have told you
i liked yours before
the devil snatched you away.

Description
i remember the day at the bar
when I gulped at my scotch
and you looked at me above your green
appletini with eyes that
saved me from
a dark abyss.

you made me pancakes.

(i hate pancakes)

i ate those pancakes and smiled
because you were good to me
and i needed good things.

you used to hug me
when i cried
whispering little broken lullabies,
snippets of songs.
the beatles.
paul simon.
even some tom petty.

i didn't like music.
but i liked the feel of your lips
touching mine,
of your hand on my heart.

you used to care for me
like you would die the next day,
loving me gently
with crooked smiles
and rusted gazes.

i don't like love,
but i should have told you
i liked yours before
the devil snatched you away.