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May 2014
Do you remember
the first night I called you

And I needed help
You told me to hang on
Because you needed to show your dad something

And on the other end of the receiver I heard whispers
and maybe a muted laugh

And I know you were stressed out
I know you knew


But you asked anyways

And I forgot for a second what we talking about
Because everything stopped

And I was so jealous
that you
could have so little

but have so much,

and I


I just wanted that conversation with someone who was interested in me too

And every feeling I felt that night

I found every single one in you.
Krista K
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Krista K
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