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Mar 2017
You pushed through a crowd
You sought me out
You made me laugh,
And paid for my drink.

I gave you my number.

You texted me every day
You made plans to see me
You held my hand in yours,
And made me think you were different.

I gave you my trust.

You spent nights watching movies
You took walks through empty streets
You sat on park benches with me in the cold,
And let me play with your puppy.

I gave you my heart.

Then one day it wasn't enough,
no--something bigger, something better,
something older, something familiar
shattered what we had built.

I didn't do anything wrong,
You were crazy about me,
It just didn't work out,
You were sorry.

You pushed through a crowd
You sought me out
You made me laugh,
And paid for my drink.

I foolishly gave you my number.
Elizabeth Lawrence
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Elizabeth Lawrence  Massachusetts
(Massachusetts)   
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