Play it again

It took me back
and I told you
in detail too delicate
for someone so new

Presupposition
that my past would matter
that honesty
was okay

Expression abandoned
your etching marred
a consequence of nothings
shared before their time

I’ll smile at your smile
at a song I know too well
and pine for that first listen
of a story you can’t yet tell

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