let's not fight
today, I tell my love over
breakfast,
touching her hand
across the table.
let's be kind
and sweet to one another,
okay?
what do you mean by that,
she says,
throwing her fork
down into her plate
of scrambled eggs, then
getting up
to grab her coat.
i'm going for a walk,
she says, putting on her
gloves,
wrapping a scarf around
her neck.
I can't believe you
sometimes.
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