Tortellini

What hurts are the memories

The good ones

I can’t eat tortellini without thinking

About countless dinners at your house

Pass the cheese and Oreos

Dressing cats in peoples clothes

Crying and wishing for kisses

From boys, as if.

 

Please

Get out

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