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May 2013
Sometimes you meet someone
who just seems to click.

I met that boy,
at a concert of all places.
He made me feel beautiful
and full of vibrant life.

Today we met up for coffee,
and he told me we weren't "working."
My vibrancies have vanished,
the butterflies
I wish we could have shared
through intimate exchanges
have escaped,
unplanned.

*I am numb
Dumb writing I'm sorry. Reflects my mood I guess.
Esmé van Aerden
Written by
Esmé van Aerden  Seattle
(Seattle)   
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   ---, Marshal Gebbie and Lauren
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