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By Irongirl Submitted by Irongirl Date: 2004 Nov 29 Comment on this Work [[2004.11.29.02.20.9367]] |
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"Oh my God...don't leave. Stay there...I'll be right back," I think to myself. But you're gone when I come around the corner again. I blew it. I lost you and that was probably my last chance encounter........ You're back! Oh thank God! Did you need help? Were you interested in those shoes? When I said your name, were you taken aback by my stained memory of meeting you 7 months ago? You talked to me anyway for a good long while. I skipped lunch and stayed there leaning on that bench, holding me up while you recounted snippets of your life. If I suggest we see each other again, not so haphazardly, will you agree or politely decline? Do I possess the strength to form the words? Just as our lives are waiting to entwine on the tip of my tongue, you bid farewell...... |