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Now and then
she
rereads
the manuscript
Of the
entire
torrid affair
They
compared
their licenses
He said
'I'm
not
a
donor
but
I'd
give you
my heart
if you
needed
it'
She
rolled
her eyes
and
said
'You're
a
professional'
He said
'No
just
a
good
samaritan'
He said that
if the
sex
was
half as good as
the conversation was
Soon
they'd
be
pushin' strollers
But
soon
it was over
In the age of
him
she wished she was
thirty
And
made coffee
every morning
in a
French press
Afterwards
she
only
ate
kids' cereal
And
couldn't sleep
unless it was
in her
mother's bed
Then
she dated
boys
who were
her own age
With
dart boards
on the backs
of their
doors
She
thought about
how he said
since she was
so wise
beyond her years
Everything
had
been
above board
She
wasn't sure
And
the years
passed
Like
scenes
of a
show
The Professor
said to write
what you know
Lookin'
backwards
Might be
the only way
to
move forward
Then
the actors
Were
hitting
their marks
And
the slow dance
Was alight
with the
sparks
And
the tears fell
In synchronicity with
the score
And
at last
She
knew
what the
agony
had been for
The only thing
that's left
is
the manuscript
One last
souvenir
from my trip
to your shores
Now and then
I
reread
the manuscript
But
the story
isn't mine
anymore