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On the R62

Lee-Ann Fialkov

It wasn’t the way we met, our fingertips covered
in guacamole sauce as the sun went down behind
beer drenched smiles, or the way you showed me your
tattoo between beer bottles and noise, or the fact
that you persuaded someone in a jeep to take us home.
It wasn’t the way I fell in love with you through the
pounding of U2 in a seaside bar, or the fact that we
got lost in a nature reserve and shared a beach towel
while watching the waves crash. It wasn’t the way you
made me put stamps on all your postcards or the way we
laughed in drunkenness one night at the man with the
shiny shirt, or even the way you cried on my shoulder
when you talked about leaving. It wasn’t the way you
fell asleep while reading or how we made love on the
kitchen counter in the guest house, or how you nursed
me when I was ill. It wasn’t the way in which I beat
you at darts or how we ended up at a farm in the middle
of the karoo looking for cough mixture, or how you
opened your heart to a stranger and spoke about Germany,
or even how you drew a heart on the wall and wrote our
names in the middle. It was simply the way you held me.

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