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Jan 2014
I hold out my hand,
waiting for him to place his in mine.
He would've told me no,
but I would've waited
and he knew that.
I just wanted this one dance with him.
We stayed silent as we waltzed around
the floor, maneuvering around others.
I ground my lips together.
Don't think I'm so naive about how you like her,
He raised one eyebrow,
his signature look.
Is there something so horribly bad about us being friends?
We stayed silent
as I looked for something in his face.
You know, we all have problems, some people are just better at hiding them;
but you don't have to decide now

I knew he'd wipe it off,
but I kissed his cheek anyway.
A small smear of lip gloss
clung to his skin
as I pulled myself from him
and walked away
without looking back.
Maytin Paige
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