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Oct 2017
The first time I saw her.
I wasn't ready.. I didn't brush my hair.
I didn't tuck in my pants or check my breath,
I'm nervous but it didn't matter.
I have short hair and I was wearing shorts,
a strip of gum in my mouth
She picked me up late in the night
She smiled, I had butterfly's.
The way she spoke to me..
I remember thinking to myself this is it.
She's the one..
I smiled, that feeling felt amazing.
I have butterflies...
it was the brightest night I've had.
I don't think I said goodbye when she dropped me off,
The girl I'd never say that to.
The way she looked at me.
my eyes water, I turn away.
She's the sun in my solar system.
       But now it's always night time.
First time seeing a friend in years,
She looked amazing; we were both nervous.
Cyril
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Cyril  23/M/Ottawa!
(23/M/Ottawa!)   
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