You grew up on the wrong side of Brooklyn
saving up for your house in the country since you were 10
You write “your” instead of “you’re”
in the most eloquent letter I’ve ever read
I know you’re not a rich guy
but you make damned sure I feel loved
To think I might have dissed you
my biggest lesson in love
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