A relic from when I used to drink heavily while waitressing

A customer says,
“Hey, Georgia, you’re not wearing your boots,”
I smile, that’s not so unusual
but then he continues,
“does that mean you’ve finally decided
to forget your ex boyfriend
and start anew?”

I don’t ask what I’m thinking,
um…do I know you?
he continues to pepper our conversation
with some of my deepest, darkest secrets
things only I couldve told him
and still, there’s no spark of recognition…
I’m glad I stopped drinking

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