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Jul 2010
Today I thought you'd be next to the magazine stand,
right outside like you usually are.
But, when I got there,  you weren't.

At first I thought you were avoiding me,
and then I tried to put that out,
because you didn't know me and I didn't you.

So, I guess one day is not anything to go by.

But life isn't about waiting for the boy next to the magazine stand,
or sending stupid emails to strangers,
or second guessing your foolish thoughts.

I think life is about the unpredictable,
because that's just what life is.
Unpredictable.

You're unpredictable,
& now I'm unpredictable,
& that's life.
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