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Could you tell me I at least meant more than the others?
You told me I was the only one to share your bed,
how easy it is to lie.
Was I the only one who awoke to find you short of breath,
face stained with tears and wrist stained with blood?
Was I the only one to hold you close
as the paramedics rushed in to find the empty pill bottle?
Was I the only one to hold your hand in the hospital.
Thrice.
You said I was the only one who ever listened,
paid attention
cared
loved you.
Or was that too just a lie?
(2013)
