PERPLEXING-LY PLATONIC

This odd title sits in my draft.


It's been awhile, April maybe since we last saw each other. You flying in for my birthday & keeping me company sans what lovers do - just one tiny kiss on the forehead. Oddly perplexing, nonetheless nice. Lovers often turn to dust but it seems like we've became friends. Indeed, how beautiful. 2 birthdays and counting with you.

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