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Living on the 16th floor

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Ram0na (seems that I've lost my sock againl)

Dan was someone taught me the difference between having sex and making love. Not one I was happy with at the time, but a lesson learned. I watched as his eyes changed from hazel to a shade of yellow. I laid beside him as he told me of the only girl he ever loved and when she killed herself. We cried and then we held each other until the sun set. He would stay at my place and perch on my kitchen counters and eat all of my jello powder. I wouldn’t let him climb my apartment walls. Well, I was the one who had to live there. Dan would leave in the middle of a conversation if you didn’t indicate that it wasn’t over. He would decide to leave the country without telling anyone. He usually became a rumor. Now my psychotic love is some where making friends. I would follow Dan into a blind alley any day. I trust him completely.

A follow up. I haven't heard from Dan for at least 11 years. I hope that he isn't dead or at least he went the way he lived.


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