Wednesday, December 9, 2009


You walked me to the station.
I wasn't paying attention.
You were so close to kissing me.
And I wasn't fucking paying attention.
So you kissed me on the cheek and smiled your adorable grin.
'Your trains here, bye Steph.'
I run for the train having to push the doors open with my body.
I'm so stupid.
Ugh.
And I still smell like you.
I like it.

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