our lives have mirrored each other, i found my solace in truth, yours in untruth; we dated and then this last weekend, as you held her hand across the country, your feelings still held strong for me in our differences, while as I held his you knew somehow that I was like “stephen who”. we villainize those who love dually, but you are the farthest thing from duplicitous. i still don’t know how your heart got to be so wide. it kind of perturbs me, that i am this hollow.