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to say what's been said

Summary:

might as well look up synonyms in the dictionary

or, cclingy and what has been repeated ad nauseam, just in different ways

Notes:

wow ANOTHER dialogue poem? yeah i know. i know. but i gave you a poem with heavy imagery last week or something. and i wanted to do something for valentines day. just something sweet lol

enjoy!!

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to say what’s been said

 

Hey, man.

Cut the shit.

W–the fuck!

Can I not say hi?

Hello, maybe?

No, I know that when you say,

“Hey, man,” with no warning

You’re either going to admit

That you did something stupid

Or you’re going to say something

Stupid.

So which one is it?

You’re a shithead–

Which one is it dude.

Okay maybe it’s 

The second one.

Talking stupid one. 

Okay, hit me.

Okay!

Ow! What the fuck

You prick–

Owwwwwwwww! Don’t 

Fucking shove me–

You hit me first!

Can I say my thing now?

Yeah man, whatever, say it.

Promise you won’t laugh.

Are you serious?

Jesus, why can’t you just

Do what I say without

All these questions?

Uh, that’s what I do most of the time,

Actually.

Well, Actually,

It’s about that.

Oh?

Yeah.

I just wanted to say–

That you got something

Stuck up your nose?

I am going to push you

Off of a fucking cliff

And tell everyone 

That it was in self defense.

Because it would be.

Because you’re annoying me.

Sorry, sorry, it was too easy.

Go on.

I wanted to say that I love you.

Oh.

Okay,

I love you too man.

You alright?

Yeah! Yeah I just thought– you know

I never really say it,

And no one ever really does

So I thought I would 

Let you know. 

Well, if it helps,

I’ve always known.

You sure?

Well, yeah,

To the ends of the earth,

Right?

Well, yeah.

And we go out for dinner

And you let me sleepover

And shit like that.

Oh–Kay.

You’re not following.

I pave my own way,

I’m not a follower. A 

Sheeple. 

Not like that.

Like, you don’t need to say it

For me to know it.

Well, I know,

But what if I just want to?

Are you sure you’re al–

Jesus, I’m not made

Of fucking glass!

I just want to say

Something nice. 

Can I do that?

That one thing?

Sorry, yeah,

I just worry sometimes.

And you worry about me too

So I don’t want shit

For this.

Oh-Kay.

Okay.

We’re good?

Yeah man!

Of course.

Good, good.

Is that Jack walking down

The Prime Path?

Yeah.

Wanna throw rocks at him?

God,

You just read

My mind, my good friend. 

Love you too, man.

Notes:

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