they smile at each other
she holds her cell phone, her chapstick
wishes she was holding his hand
i know those tricks.
i've used and abused them.
he laughs (guffaws) and she giggles,
runs her hand through her hair.
i remember being there.
a split second and they notice in the other's eyes
a happy surprise
but for fear, and lies, there are alibis
and it won't happen this afternoon.
darling, i remember you.
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crap. if i tell you who then i'll sound like a creeper SO.
i am going to not sound like a creeper and tell you
my insprashon cam frum evrywear
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