I was planning a lot of things to do this Saturday,
like it used to be.
In the end, I did none of them.
Other than:
Watching Oprah in daze
cooking instant noodles
eating tastelessly
pretend to read
whilst inside:
this broken heart
aching in misery
of an absent,
of a man,
the first man I really loved.
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