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Nov 2017
I met someone today.
They seemed nice.
Swallowing my fears, I approach her.
We talked for hours.
She's nice, as my suspicions confirmed.
Why am I doing this?
Set a date and time.
Meet her there.
She's wearing this dress that is so vibrant, it feels like it extends through time.
My legs feel like gelatin.
I sit down with her.
We continue our conversation as planned, an-

      you like

I thought you were cool,
  But you like THAT.
And to think I...
Forget it.
Forget me.
  We're through.
This one was me trying to experiment a little, fading in and out of traditional and my style.
Written by
unsxfe  Good ol' Tejas
(Good ol' Tejas)   
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