We were makin' out, gettin' pretty hot and heavy, and all a sudden she stops to unload her dishwasher. No words. No "Oh wait but this." No nothin'. Just some tongue and then some silverware. And I knew I shoulda been pissed but I was really too busy thinkin' about how much I wanted a dishwasher of my own. And that thought, that thought musta been in my kiss somewhere. Not about the dishwasher, but about somethin'. That clean China, it had a golden edge runnin' round, I could see it. It was catchin' the light, just so, just right. And I could see how she'd choose that over me.
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