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thesatisfaction
mikejohnson Eye should have clued in
when she wouldn't give me The
Satisfaction of saying good night,
that night. I might have known
when she wouldn't give me The
Satisfaction of having her phone number
from a sly request. I would
have guessed when she wouldn't
give me The Satisfaction of holding
her in certain company. I could have learned when
she wouldn't give me The
Satisfaction of being in her
memories.

How could I not realize that she
would never give me The Satisfaction
of loving me too?
cries in a dark closet.
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