you found me on the road
a wandering stray, weighed down by the past
you took me in
made me yours
and nursed me back to health
I smiled and watched yours fade
at first you grew distant
then you became angry
and soon, you began ripping off the bandages you had so delicately placed
tearing the stitches out
only to sow them back in again and again
I wasn’t your lover
I was your patient
amazing writing
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