time is a lie.
whether it be two weeks, months, or a short span of three hours,
emotions and feelings surpass those restrictions.
it does not matter.
i don't believe i did anything wrong or excessive.
you and i got drunk countless times.
you touched me and i touched you.
we swapped spit.
we broke in the bed together.
i organized an intimate rendezvous.
03-2015
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