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Today I went back to all the good times we had.

And that of course made me a little bit sad.

How many days in creative conversations

How many nights in comfortable silence

How every single day, you thought it was,

Normal to get foot massages from me.

How sometimes I did them so violently

Because we'd just argued so valiantly.

How you'd scream in pain and ask me to slow

How I'd reduce the pressure

For the love beyond anger.

Do you remember, that's how you said,

You saw your parents love each other?