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It was when his finger prints left marks on my coffee cup in that Starbucks he politely gave me my warm hazelnut I remember how I got a little struck of his height he made me look at him like I am gazing at the stars It was his 'hi' that painted my crooked smile followed by a simple question, "what's your name?" God, he's so cute in that black t-shirt and snapback I sounded like a ****** when I speak my name out It was his vibe and a little of his laugh that got me re-arranged a space in my mind for him as he threw compliments with the same amount of every single thing I like about his consuming eyes It was a bye-bye that evening where it started to rain and I counted his steps as he walked away from me along with the ticking clock for his first phone call cause he stole my every attention until I stumble and fall
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Aug 12, 2015
Aug 12, 2015 at 12:20 AM UTC
How We Met
It was when his finger prints left marks on my coffee cup in that Starbucks he politely gave me my warm hazelnut I remember how I got a little struck of his height he made me look at him like I am gazing at the stars It was his 'hi' that painted my crooked smile followed by a simple question, "what's your name?" God, he's so cute in that black t-shirt and snapback I sounded like a ****** when I speak my name out It was his vibe and a little of his laugh that got me re-arranged a space in my mind for him as he threw compliments with the same amount of every single thing I like about his consuming eyes It was a bye-bye that evening where it started to rain and I counted his steps as he walked away from me along with the ticking clock for his first phone call cause he stole my every attention until I stumble and fall
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Aug 12, 2015
Aug 12, 2015 at 12:20 AM UTC
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