my birthday
is next month
she tells me,
while casually
while walking past
a diamond
store.
the whole month,
or are you
just going to do
one day, this year?
you ask her.
i might do
a week, this time
around, she says.
all my friends
are taking me out.
one at time.
lunch, dinners, we
might even get
massages together,
or go shopping.
so when is your
birthday, she asks.
never.
you tell her, i'm
done with that.
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