one time a person said to me

you know you throw the words love and hate around pretty often

and i said

only as often as love and hate throw me around

or some weak fucking play on words like that

i don't know why anyone bothers talking to me

i ached with loneliness today, and realized

what the ache was and stopped moving

in the middle of a large crowd of people rushing around

until i realized remaining motionless didn't really affect things either way

so i stepped slowly with my left foot

and kept going

Moi, j'avais jamais rien dit. Rien

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