she writes you a note
and tells you, I've found
someone new
so I can't come over
anymore and be your
part time lover.
he's rich, not that it
matters, and please
don't take this the wrong
way, but you aren't
and never will be.
I need to eat something
other than pizza, and
drink beer with you
while we watch the game.
I wish you all the best
though, i'm sure you'll
find the love of your life
at some point. i'm just
not her. but don't lose my
number, who knows how
long these things last.
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