you like him.
wake up in the bed beside him
a dark room, shutters clicked closed
your dark haired man three hands away
a faded pool of blood at your hip.
you say goodbye
swimming face down in his brown chest
fully clothed
climb down from him
onto your bike.
pedal, stop, step, pedal, sweat, step
home
put a day of work together
sipping noodles from cardboard cups and coffee water through a straw.
you do it to yourself you know.
but oh how
you love it so.
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