Playing Pretend

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She did not mean to be come his everything,
and he did not mean to make her his everything.
She put herself there quite by accident.
The way she wrinkled her nose when taking out the garbage.
The way she danced to herself in the kitchen when seeking a snack
twirling from cabinet to cabinet.
The way she would put inanimate objects in timeout
or speak to the computer when it did not do as she requested.
Ordinary things that any other person might do as a quirk.
But she wasn’t any other person.
She was herself.
She was this unattainable thing deep inside,
and he loved her dearly for letting him pretend she were his.

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