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Nov 2013
Are you even real?
That night I saw all your *** appeal
witty, sarcastic with a magic smile
that would make me go for miles
just to see you for a while
we could do it couple style.
and this is all at first glance
already I got no chance
punch drunk for some romance
maybe me and you could slow dance.
so I approached for conversation
with no hesitation
because confidence in demonstration
equates to a better dilation.
Plus luck favours the bold
or that's what I am told
I'm only 24 years old
and my life ain't all gold.
But still I'm like whatever,
couldn't everyone do better?
Plus with this feeling the second I met her,
knew I'd try to get her.
So we talked all night even though she was on the clock
told her I needed her number so we could talk
smiled and told me that I really did walk the walk
I told her I open doors when I hear opportunity knock.
She took my phone, typed her number and her name
I went home smiling with her smile on the brain,
But for some reason I have never seen her again
I called and I messaged and its driving me insane.
and believe me, not in a desperate way
I know how to make this play
I sent a singular message and called once
I ain't ringing her line for days.
Now it's been three weeks and I keep meeting new faces
but I gotta say that none of them have your graces
they all seem too caught up with rat races
and they're all just looking for meaningless embraces.
So it's super unfortunate but hey, c'est la vie.
I'll take one from the beatles and just let it be
so now to scout out some new company
hmm let me see... who will it be?
For the record: six hours after writing this the person in question messaged me after almost three weeks of dead air.  What a world.
Michael Cameron Vegh
Written by
Michael Cameron Vegh  Hamilton, Ontario
(Hamilton, Ontario)   
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