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Feb 2014
A new day. A new opportunity.
Today I will. Today I must.
I've let her walk many times before,
but not this time. Today we'll talk.

I'm still very nervous. My heart is racing.
My palms are sweaty, and my body shakes.
Here she comes. It's now or never.
I walk up to her, and say hello.

-I have something to ask you.
Would you tell me what is your name?

-Martha.- She says. Ohh, what a beautiful name.
-Nice to meet you Martha. I'm Alex, by the way.

-I've got another question, Martha.
What are you doing Friday night?

-I'm not doing anything, really.
-Would you join me for coffe, and a little bit of jazz?

-Sorry, I don't like coffee.
-Ok, we can do something else.
-I'd rather not. I'm sorry.
She keeps on walking without looking back.

My heart falls and breaks. My body feels numb.
So much for courage. I got one more "no".
Maybe there's a reason. Maybe I have a chance.
Should I try again? Or should I let her go?
Krusty Aranda
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