Love on napkins

I said I wanted to immortalize us
so I wrote about us
on napkins
in ink

I watched the ink sink
into the pores of pliant tissue
like the way you saturated me
poured yourself into every inch of me

but just like the us it was meant to eternalize,
the ink faded
long before the story was even complete

things built on paper never last anyways
I should have already known this

 
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