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When you were clearly flirting with me I should not have asked if you were flirting with me, And when you replied yes, and asked if that was allowed I should not have said yes, and asked if I were allowed to flirt back. Everyone is wrong When they **** you for this mess I could have called a halt to it immediately, And even later The second, third, or fourth collision I could have made it stop. I should not have invited you out, alone I should not have told you I needed a drink to tell you a secret. I should not have whispered "I'd love to, too" Then leaned in for your kiss. You suggested things, and I agreed. I should not have agreed to find you on Twitter Or send you that photo, I certainly shouldn't have met you for lunch Or told you that I wasn't wearing underwear Or taken your hand in mine, and pressed your fingers gently, Or stayed silent when you asked me when...when...when... Inviting misinterpretation. See, I am far from blameless I concurred, agreed, enjoyed Every second, every moment, I regret nothing. Nothing, except that I could have kept you, I needn't have lost you. If I hadn't allowed a beginning, Then I wouldn't now be struggling with the end Dearest friend.
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Aug 24, 2013
Aug 24, 2013 at 8:30 AM UTC
Hardly Blameless
When you were clearly flirting with me I should not have asked if you were flirting with me, And when you replied yes, and asked if that was allowed I should not have said yes, and asked if I were allowed to flirt back. Everyone is wrong When they **** you for this mess I could have called a halt to it immediately, And even later The second, third, or fourth collision I could have made it stop. I should not have invited you out, alone I should not have told you I needed a drink to tell you a secret. I should not have whispered "I'd love to, too" Then leaned in for your kiss. You suggested things, and I agreed. I should not have agreed to find you on Twitter Or send you that photo, I certainly shouldn't have met you for lunch Or told you that I wasn't wearing underwear Or taken your hand in mine, and pressed your fingers gently, Or stayed silent when you asked me when...when...when... Inviting misinterpretation. See, I am far from blameless I concurred, agreed, enjoyed Every second, every moment, I regret nothing. Nothing, except that I could have kept you, I needn't have lost you. If I hadn't allowed a beginning, Then I wouldn't now be struggling with the end Dearest friend.
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Aug 24, 2013
Aug 24, 2013 at 8:30 AM UTC
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