sometimes, A.

Sometimes I think of A, and wonder how he’s doing.

(Does he wonder about me?)

Sometimes I think of A, and wonder if I regret knowing him.

(Was the month of August all in my head?)

Sometimes I think of A, and wonder if I should never have prayed for ‘love’ a year ago.

(What did I mean by love, when I prayed for love?)

Sometimes I think of A, and wish I could wash away my writing, my shame.

(Was it all in my head? On my mind and nowhere but?)

Sometimes I think of A.

(I tell no one about this)

 

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