When you buy something you get a receipt, just in case it doesn’t work, it is the wrong size or you find you already have one. Why can’t love be returnable?
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It’s new
It’s shiny
It’s comfortable
It makes us feel alive
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It gets old
It wears
It gets uncomfortable
It makes us reminisce the past
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It sours
It becomes work
It drags us down
It makes us wish for freedom
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Excuse me sir
May I see the manager
I have my receipt
I want my heart back
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I have failed in the past and this new, shiny love is opening different avenues for me, but will it last? Will it fizzle and sputter. I put a lot of one-sided work in on past misfortunes that collapsed. I hope I have a little fight left in me, as this feels worth it. Only time will tell.
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Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – receipt
Leigha Robbins 
With lots of love, I hope this one works out in the best of the way. Hugs.
Thank you so much!
Always my pleasure
Very touching 😊
Thank you Aloya!
You’re welcome 😊