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Dec 2013
I remember the first time I met you, you were thirteen I think
In a swimming pool, talking French, mucking around
I couldn't understand a word, but even then I found you fascinating
7 years later I had to move near where you live.
got to know you
got to like you
You gave me stupid presents
things like twigs and elastic bands
you'd steal my scrunchy, because you know how much it annoys me

now we're 19 and 21
you discreetly tickle my leg under the table
trying to make me laugh
but it takes a while now
I turn and just stare into your eyes
and you stare back
it makes me happy when you do that
I feel like it's only us
I could see the joy in your eyes, in your smile when you looked at me,
when I would finally crack,
laughing because **** you boy you've found the exact spot,
I know where to tickle you back though
Revenge is so sweet,
I watch the shiver go down your spine,
watch as you try to keep your face in line

I loved getting tipsy with you, us, our families
I see the looks exchanged between our families,
I think they've realised before us what's happening
I think I'd be happy if my life carried on like this

you've always made me smile.
Lucy
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Lucy  22/F/France
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