once again, we’re in your truck.
and i’m telling you that feeling each other
isn’t really feeling.
except you don’t care anymore.
and if that’s how you want it, fine.
so we kiss, and touch, and pretend
we’re grownups and wish we were actually
feeling something.
and then you finish and i ask you
if you’re feeling something now.
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