The first boy to tell me he would marry me got engaged today. The second boy lives in a city and pours coffee for strangers. These are the only facts I know about these ghosts who once vowed to always stay alive from so long ago and I try to take back every promise I gave them, not because I am angry but because I want to claim that feeling that no longer is theirs to remember as year after year we grow older and colder but our lives have gone such wildly different ways I’m so glad every kiss I gave turned out to be fake.

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