There is nothing you can say that will allow me to forgive.
I'm coming from nothing, but I will have much. More than I'll ever care to own.
I'll share, invest, reinvest, and ensure that I'll never go back to my humble beginnings.
But unlike Gatsby, it won't be for you.
I won't lie, I won't die.
Perhaps you have another you secretly covet.
One of those pressed clean, bright tie chaps that parade around university.
These are lies are tell myself to reward the ugly truth.
It's just me. I'm the issue.
But I can't lie, I can't die.
Only love and try to understand why.
And only if you read this with your heart, then you might be able to see
How big of a mistake you've made.
Later Days, Longer Nights
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