Mortals.
I don’t want to live forever
Because I don’t want to watch
Everyone
And everything
I’ve ever loved
Or hated, even,
Disappear from in front of my very eyes.
Especially you.
You mean more to me
Than many others,
All of you.
You all three know
Exactly who you are.
Number one is twenty
And treats me like royalty.
Number two is fifteen
And jokes about everything.
Number three is sixteen
And tells me everything.
Our conversations are real,
Raw,
True.
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