Three days later
I put on the jacket
the same one that I had worn
that last night
walking together
in the cool night air
I had placed it over her shoulders
to keep her warm
it still smelled like her hair
I fished into the pockets
looking for my keys
I felt a small scrap of paper
in amongst the loose change
and written there in
a familiar hand were the words:
“I love you stupid boy.”
-spiritwolf
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