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Dec 2014
The idea came up
But she decided to shut up
A bit nervous, a bit excited
She hoped her zits wouldn’t get the attention that they seemingly craved
His name was brought up
She pretended to be calm
Although she badly wanted to search for his face in the crowd
The moment she set her eyes on him
She noticed that time seemed to slow down
Moreso, it’s as if she shone brighter than anyone in that room
Was that a divine glow?
Was she making things up in her head?
It was like a scene in a romantic flick, which until then she thought was just fictional
They shook hands
She became conscious of the texture of her palm
Was it soft and smooth enough?
She could not shake that moment off her mind
She was too shy, too conscious, and too giddy , it hurt
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   --- and Erenn
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