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I did like him, and I thought he was beautiful, but I could never bring myself to love him. We sure had a grand old time together, though, didn’t we? Dizzy in half-made beds and stumbling down wet alleyways; a miserable rubbing of one’s back as it’s hunched over and sick. I had a lot of fun with you, back then.
I think of those weeks so often. Every summer, a fortnight, the four of us in the warm light of a kitchen, and I am looking at you. I’ve always been looking at you, though I’m not sure that you know this.
These weeks were international waters, you see — a ceasefire. We still bicker, sure, but it holds no real malice. These trips felt almost to the left of reality, and they seemed to bring out a certain childishness within us. We are, once again, two children in the grass, wrestling for the fun of it. I kiss you purely because I can. We always take separate rooms, knowing we will sneak across the hallway in the dead of night — for sex the first few times, and for the familiar warmth most of the rest.
It’s all so terribly domestic. I feel almost sick with the thickness of it, so sweet on the tongue. I could almost get used to it. The spell always broke, as it had to, and we all went back to our daily lives. He and I would never speak of it. To the left of reality, remember? Memory in a language we don’t speak.
