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Jan 2018
I am not sure why you showed up tonight
But I think it is best if I tell you this now
I do not have much love to give these days
and feel even less
My laugh is a hollow one
I can go out but i prefer to keep to myself alot now
Not ready for hand-holding just yet
I love watching movies but I may forget that your sitting right next to me
My hands may feel like ice when you will try to reach for them
I may stare at the wall behind you as you ask me about my day or my hobbies so don't ask questions about that later
I may stop talking mid-sentence and get lost in my thought so don't feel offended
I may stay perfectly still if you try to hug me
I may turn my face away when its time to kiss good-bye
But please come in, its dreadfully cold outside.
Ana Habib
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Ana Habib  28/F/Montreal, Qc
(28/F/Montreal, Qc)   
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