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| Was a bit surreal. It trully was. I honestly didn't feel much... just sitting with you and talking about nothing along with not talking at all. I didn't feel any nervousness or any what-the-fuckness prior to meeting you. It was just an, "oh, yea. meeting ash. gonna chill I guess" kind of moment. I don't even know why I called you in the first place. Odd. So as we waited for the bus and kept quiet, you leaned in to kiss me. I didn't feel anything. And as we sat in the bus as you spoke to Yani, I didn't feel anything. And as you asked me to stay over at your place, I still didn't feel anything. I couldn't say no to you but instead a "no promises... we'll see..." meaning No kind of reply. Odd. While you were up and changing, I filled my time with messaging and thinking. And I thought about this and that and the-one-that-got-away-that-reminds-me-of-you. And even that invoked more emotion in me than you. His face. His blue eyes that looked so deeply into mine while into me. Odd. And then you came down and we bummed and chilled and stellowed. Taking full advantage of your wet hair, I turned you into the prettiest girl in the world. Honestly. You were pretty. And I was pretty weird. And we kissed. And I closed my eyes. And we continued to kiss. And I was breathless. But I was sick. Odd. We walked me to a cab but before that we sat somemore. Me on you which leads to a little more kissing. And then you laughed and made me laugh and then I felt it. That special something. And I tingled. Quite literally. It all fell back into place. It gave me a little faith. I hadn't lost my mind completely. I wasn't as heartless as I thought I was. We were us again. And nothing beats us. Us is nice. Us has always been nice. Us will always be nice. So why did I break US up? Odd. ::me:: at 09:59
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