Ours was like a meditation

Swapping in and out between

Bliss and hell and back to bliss and then

It rained blood for days until she finally said

Get out of the rain, so I did.

I didn’t want to marry her because I didn’t want her to

Resent me and she didn’t want to marry me and

Was worried I would resent her.

Funny how idiots don’t know the answers.

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