the time
it took
to carefully construct
a handwritten
note, telling me that she's
leaving.
i liked how it was folded
neatly
and placed upon
my pillow, so that i would
see it when i got home.
she even drew
a heart with an arrow through
it, with a red
ink pen.
it was the effort
that i'd been looking for
from her,
since the day we met.
and here it was, at last,
thoughtful,
at the end.
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