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Two years later
she was still there, waiting
while he, standing there, arms crossed
hiding his breath relief-flavored gin and wine
calming emotions fueled by chaos and need for control
Two-years later, she was still there waiting
They indulged in the moment, reckless and forgetting
she used his body the same way he used gin and ale to paralyze
Morning stabbed her with emptiness, silently
she condemned him, his sickening habit, and the cheap part she played in the melodrama
Two years later
she was still there, waiting