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Can we get a poetry thread going? Please share some and tell each other what you think of theirs. It'll be grand.

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“I feel like I need to explore more…you understand, right?”
“No! I don’t understand! I love you!”
Shit. She really had me in a trap here. She pulled out the trump card; ‘I Love you.’ How in god’s name do I work my way around this one?
“Why…?” She was sobbing and the tables around us were now glancing at the strange spectacle occurring in the corner of the room. I half expected the waiters and waitresses to begin serving popcorn.
Our waitress quietly walked over to our table and placed our plates in front of us.
I reached for my toast and saw V push her plate away. This was a clear sign that there was going to be no eating tonight. I looked down; my toast was burnt. I wouldn’t be eating for different reasons.
“Do you have anything to say to me…?” she managed to stutter between sobs.
“I’m…sorry?”
With that, she pushed away from the table, gathered her belongings and slowly staggered out of the restaurant.
I blinked and stared at the now empty chair in front of me.
One thought remained in my mind now that she had left.
How the fuck am I going to get home?

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