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In the game of Jenga, balance is essential and colors hold your fate.
(And who would have thought that silly game could land me with a date?)
The game was spiced up and played "Truth or Dare" style;
And that one red block which forced a kiss will forever make me smile.
He laughed and joked and pursed he lips while batting his eye-lashes;
The sparks that flew from our lips were masked by camera flashes.
It was short and sweet and too the point but still my face burned bright
and red,
He of course didn't mind so much, but all the attention went straight to
his big head.
We laughed it off and continued with the game,
Until a few rounds later I was destined to feel more shame.
It all had seemed like an important step - like it was such a damn big
deal;
It was all so sudden and so not me so I question if its real.