I’ve spent all this time convincing myself
That I would never love again.
Then you
Had to come along.

Mango fruit remind me of
The way we used to stay up late,
Talking about nothing and everything
Always and never.
And this flavor of sweet
Makes me think that we never got all of what we lost

Like two years of missing you
And making awkward contact
While you deleted mine,
I guess you were something I could never quite forget.
And the chronology of how things worked
Remind me
Of the way we lost each other.
But I have to ask,
Didn’t I lose myself
In the process?
And in meeting you again,
I still have some pieces left
To find,
Don’t I?


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