I knew we were a mistake
when you wouldn’t let me eat
that piece of chocolate cake.
that piece of chocolate cake.
I can still see your face
daring me to make a scene.
I still wonder if the waiter knew
why the plate wasn’t clean.
I still mourn that cake,
and the bites you wasted.
But I’ve never wished for another bite of you
or even remember how you tasted.
–– Justine Frederiksen
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