orangegerberas
poetry. terse, whimsical vignettes of love and dubious remorse.
14 May 2012
The real thing
I always knew
You would break
My heart but
I didn’t mind
I also knew this fall
Would always
Cushion all
Other falls, making
Them seem
Like nothing
Compared to the
Real thing
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