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dont have to talk to me if ya dont want to love is free besides i dont need to play mind games how am i do ya really mean to ask or just making yourself look good am i just another ghost werent we more than friends what do ya want ya already made it clear that i'm just an obligation pretending nothing happened between us ya never hurt me many times ran over whaccha friends dont know could i enjoy this cawfee without surfacey chit chat as ya prance on a false feel good upperhold when i havent seen ya in weeks or seen ya in a year so now in the bagel shop ya chose to walk in after ya were about to walk pass the shop window pretending ya didnt see me as i also pretended i didnt see ya til i waved you knew it was my birthday yesterday i'm fine just growing interesting that ya wont sit down yet place your foot on the booth seat like it's plymouth rock you're not at all in a rush externally but internally tense with extra smiles reminds me there's go another each sign reminds me of what i cant forget yet i genuinely ask what you rarely ask me how you are doing and how's your mom and how's your dad how was that (cultish) physical healing seminar you (ironically) went to that stage play you were in that's cool i see another tense smile as this wobbly table splashes some cawfee from my mug or as my tiny stir flips off the table as i clear my school bag so ya can sit but ya continue to stand when it hits me���. �Yeshua�.....and i listen. i realize i'm more immature.... so, i listen. more honestly than before all this. tense smiles. tense eyes. before hello was an
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