Promise me

            He was
holding my hand.

            “I’ll miss you in my bed.”

            “That’s nice, is that all it was for
you?” I asked.

            “No Morgan it wasn’t, and you know
it,” he said seriously.

            “Promise me-”

            He put his finger to my lips.

            “I can’t make promises and neither
can you,” he said.

            I pulled his finger away.




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