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star crossed,
we fake grin for the camera.
my orchid is wilted.
your red bow tie is askew.

the theme is happily ever after.

we two-step to every slow, country song.
we believe the special lies lovers tell.

you don’t return my phone calls.
you graduate and go to college in maine.

i wonder if patsy cline still makes you think of your momma and the rain.

now, i hold another.

he has your soft, hazel eyes and my full lips.

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