you were
there just
seconds
ago, the
meal in
front of
us, shared,
steaming,
green. i 
could of 
sworn you
said this is
delicious.
i'd taken
out the 
good forks,
seen our
reflections
in the
serving
spoon.
where'd 
you go?
get back
here! the
food is
getting
cold.

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