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Jan 2017
She'll leave soon
The beautiful redhead
That is sitting across from me
At Starbucks

I've never had a woman sitting
Across from me
At a table like this

I'll remember how I
Looked up
To see her for the first time

She'll leave soon
I'll never have a gf
Let alone a female friend

Who cares
Life is a terrible thing

It can always get worse
And it will

I'm sick of this body imbalance

Who cares

One day I'll die

My old therapist
Lied to me
I don't care for her

Here she goes
She's about to go

Too bad
The most exciting thing
That happened
In my miserable day

She's texting her
Boyfriend or lover
I bet

She is still sitting there

I don't know why
I'm sure she will leave soon...
Matt
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Matt  34/M/Los Angeles
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