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Highqueen

WBS

Oh honey I saw you after 2 years.

I saw you walking into red light brown hair fluffed up and your shirt tight to your arms and in all the right places.

When I walked in you were trying on glasses.

I waited, and waited ans waited,

To feel, to get that warmth all over my body when you looked at me and hugged me.

Nothing, I felt nothing when you took off the shade nor when you hugged me.

Your smell changed, You got taller. babe you didn't effect me like I thought you would.

I didn't want you to kiss me, I didnt yearn for your touch I just was happy to see you,

Who was my first "love" if you can call it that, my first kiss under the willow tree 2 blocks from our middle school.

None the less it gave me hope that some day I will be able to talk to HIM and not feel like I am dying inside.

It gave me hope that I would be able to some day hang out with HIM like I did with you.

For once in 6 months I felt hope and I felt how I found this new you attractive.

I found this new you intoxicating.

Just as I had 2 years ago and I dont know what to do with myself but hold on tight to edge.

I can't fall and won't for as long as I live.

Both you and HIM have made me afraid to fall ever again.

WBS

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