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so she gave me her number...

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She gave me her number first
kneeling in the hallway awkwardly nervously written
back page of my agenda book-

looking at her form below me and
imagining what universes were in that mind
what passing glances what tears what visions of full moons
how many lonely nights? how many happy ones?

i wanted to ask her everything
but i figured id just take it day by day

and let my life play out in front of my dazed eyes