i want you
to love me for who i pretend to be,
not for who i am,
she said,
okay?
we stood
at the altar
about
to say our vows. please,
she pleaded.
can you just pretend?
i wiped the sweat from
my brow,
biting my tongue,
i could already see the end.
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