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She was there. 7:25pm I'm out with some friends., we find a spot on a hill, I know some of the people, I don't know some of the people. I'm there having a good time. Trying to make conversation, not seeming like a complete loner loser. I make due with what social skills I have left. 10:45pm The fireworks have started, sparks of colour fill the sky and loud exploding noises fill my ears. It's so dark out. I watched the sunset not too long ago... The sounds, the exploding bursts of shimmer and shine. The fireworks are so vibrant, so alive... I don't feel scared to die right now... Maybe I should, but I don't. 11:30pm I found my car and the parking lot is filled with people trying to get out. I grab a map and sit on the trunk of my car as I wait for an opening. The night is calm if you don't pay mind to the drivers. And I don't, I just stare at the map, searching for a way home. 12:30am I made it home about 10 minutes ago and I'm not tired yet. I make myself a cup of hot chocolate and sit at my computer watching episodes of an old sitcom from a time I didn't live in. 2:00am I'm here. Lying in my bed, next to nothing and no one. It was only hours ago that I didn't feel so scared. And now I'm here. She wasn't there was she? She couldn't have been... If she was, I couldn't possibly have... She was there. She was. Our paths just missed each other. Never crossing. Just hours ago, I was watching fireworks. And now I'm here. Watching the darkness.
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Jul 3, 2017
Jul 3, 2017 at 6:32 AM UTC
Swingline
Fireworks
She was there. 7:25pm I'm out with some friends., we find a spot on a hill, I know some of the people, I don't know some of the people. I'm there having a good time. Trying to make conversation, not seeming like a complete loner loser. I make due with what social skills I have left. 10:45pm The fireworks have started, sparks of colour fill the sky and loud exploding noises fill my ears. It's so dark out. I watched the sunset not too long ago... The sounds, the exploding bursts of shimmer and shine. The fireworks are so vibrant, so alive... I don't feel scared to die right now... Maybe I should, but I don't. 11:30pm I found my car and the parking lot is filled with people trying to get out. I grab a map and sit on the trunk of my car as I wait for an opening. The night is calm if you don't pay mind to the drivers. And I don't, I just stare at the map, searching for a way home. 12:30am I made it home about 10 minutes ago and I'm not tired yet. I make myself a cup of hot chocolate and sit at my computer watching episodes of an old sitcom from a time I didn't live in. 2:00am I'm here. Lying in my bed, next to nothing and no one. It was only hours ago that I didn't feel so scared. And now I'm here. She wasn't there was she? She couldn't have been... If she was, I couldn't possibly have... She was there. She was. Our paths just missed each other. Never crossing. Just hours ago, I was watching fireworks. And now I'm here. Watching the darkness.
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