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Maybe I'll date him. That guy who looks like you. Maybe when he laughs he'll get those dimples just like yours. Maybe I'll get lucky and he'll smell just like you. Maybe the way he will look at me will be the same as you. Maybe even the cigarettes he smokes will be the exact same as yours. Maybe I'll get lucky and get to date another you. His eyes are different than yours though. They're not brown like yours. His hair doesn't fall just right like yours either. But maybe he'll be enough like you. Maybe when I close my eyes I can pretend its you again. They'll all just be place holders for you anyway... Maybe... I should just go to another Starbucks.
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Mar 6, 2014
Mar 6, 2014 at 6:46 PM UTC
Walking into Starbuck.
Maybe I'll date him. That guy who looks like you. Maybe when he laughs he'll get those dimples just like yours. Maybe I'll get lucky and he'll smell just like you. Maybe the way he will look at me will be the same as you. Maybe even the cigarettes he smokes will be the exact same as yours. Maybe I'll get lucky and get to date another you. His eyes are different than yours though. They're not brown like yours. His hair doesn't fall just right like yours either. But maybe he'll be enough like you. Maybe when I close my eyes I can pretend its you again. They'll all just be place holders for you anyway... Maybe... I should just go to another Starbucks.
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Mar 6, 2014
Mar 6, 2014 at 6:46 PM UTC
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