English may not be your first language, but thats okay.
Dear Konstantinos,
our rooms were right next to one another,
we always bumped into eachother,
just to say hi

you and I were always doing our best
you were on the basket ball court.
I was in dance class.

you held my hair back
and fought me, when I was wrong
you taught me it was okay to love,
even when I wouldn’t love

holding hands at heathrow airport
52800 seconds away.
looking into your eyes
always longing to capture
more of your time
but now this is goodbye.

a couple came into work today
to try on batheing suites
in a parallel universe
that was me and you.



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