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Sep 2012
Looking in the past,
All the old messages,
All the not so subtle flirtations,
I can’t believe I was so stupid.

It’s funny really
How when we take the time to look back
We laugh at ourselves and the stupidity of our words and actions.
But then we do the same things over and over again with different people.

I’m sure I’ll fall for someone like you again
And I’m sure that the new you will flirt with me like you did,
Only to step on my feelings with your Converse
And pretend like what we were doing didn’t mean anything.

Your compliments were virtual kisses.
Your carefully composed messages
Like the whispered caresses of a gentle lover.
Baby, just because we weren’t doing it didn’t mean I wasn’t feeling it.

Maybe you felt it too,
That thumping in my chest
A thousand butterflies with wings like lead
Beating against my heart.

Maybe you didn’t,
I don’t really care anymore,
But I want to remember this history lesson
Because when the next you comes around I want to know when to walk away
Sam Miller
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Sam Miller
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