boxes

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being with him
was like spotting that
luxurious, mouth-watering box
of melt-in-your-mouth
chocolate caramels
in the candy store,
giving up your last pennies
to buy it,
resisting the urge to open it
on the bumpy bus ride home
then finally
slicing through the sticky tape,
lifting the golden lid
to find nothing
but rocks.

being
with you
is like opening a shabby old shoebox
and finding it full
with pearls

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