can i have it

you used to always ask 
for my things
my sunglasses,
my jewelry,
my coffee, 
even when 
i brought you coffee
“can i have it?”
you’d say with a laugh
and now, going through your things 
where all that was yours is now mine
i wish i could ask you
“can i have it?”

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