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Billy was a boy I saw at a coffee place I used to frequent when I needed catharsis He had long hair with a freckled face he played the guitar and sang my favorites I called him Billy but that wasn't his name I never got a chance to talk with him face to face I swear, sometimes I thought He looked me in the eyes we connected on a deeper level than meets the eye Suddenly I got busy started going less and less That one weekend I went? he wasn't at the place Billy was what I called him that wasn't his name every time I tried to talk to him, my face caught flame Next time I see Billy I will definitely say Hi or maybe, I will just start with a smile I will compliment his voice and ask him out for a bite Wait!! I'm forgetting something I think I moved too fast Uhh...Yes Before I proceed to ask him out, I will ask Billy, What name he goes by
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Nov 4, 2016
Nov 4, 2016 at 11:03 PM UTC
Billy
Billy was a boy I saw at a coffee place I used to frequent when I needed catharsis He had long hair with a freckled face he played the guitar and sang my favorites I called him Billy but that wasn't his name I never got a chance to talk with him face to face I swear, sometimes I thought He looked me in the eyes we connected on a deeper level than meets the eye Suddenly I got busy started going less and less That one weekend I went? he wasn't at the place Billy was what I called him that wasn't his name every time I tried to talk to him, my face caught flame Next time I see Billy I will definitely say Hi or maybe, I will just start with a smile I will compliment his voice and ask him out for a bite Wait!! I'm forgetting something I think I moved too fast Uhh...Yes Before I proceed to ask him out, I will ask Billy, What name he goes by
#billy#toofast
East-Wind
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East-Wind
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Nov 4, 2016
Nov 4, 2016 at 11:03 PM UTC
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