When I brought her flowers she looked surprised, “you’re dying!” “No I just brought you flowers”, “I’m dying!” “No its just flowers for no reason I said.” Turns out our relationship was dying and we both knew it but seven years and college graduation coming was keeping us too busy to see it. Kim would go to Africa in grad school and write me about the sound of real lions roaring, we would be over less than a year after she left Erie, Pa, but on that day we kissed like we meant it like drowning people gasping for air.
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