) it took your going to convince methat you are here to stay." I will sort of miss you, i guess," i saidand you liked the way i said it.you said you would miss meand then the talk slipped into bread n butter issues.but only when you and iwalked away, did i realiseour lives have beenonly just so many conversations.
b)you went awaylike a conversation;abruptly, reminding meof how it waswhen silence was best.at least, there's no going awayin the silence.
c)you liked my shirtnot once, but whenever i wore it,reminding yourself, and mehow much you liked it each time i did."nice shirt. oh! but i've told youthis before. but never mind,"you would say,as if reassuring yourselfthat you haven't missedsaying that.but i knew you never did. and that each timewas just as beautifulas the last.
d) some conversationsare just like fine winethat sniff the tonguefor just that second longer,before disappearinginto the still night air, like a sigh thatspreads slowly like a carcinogen.you remind me,of one of those
.e)the city excludes youand mebut keeps our chatterin someobscure corner of its mind
.f)you have vanished, like the flame afterall the moths have died,alone, quivering in the cold windand afraid to take awaymore lives.
