A poem for new love

We should make a living will
For the very end
When you and I aren’t lovers
And we fail at being friends
You’ll want back your sweaters
I’ll drop them in the post
And cry at night when I reach out
But cannot hold you close
We should make a promise now
Before it falls apart
To be kind to each other
Even with a…
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