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is written in fading yellow highlighter on the back of my hand.
i can barely make it out in this lighting.

i see your face in my mind,
your cocky half smile,
your voice...

yeah it was just homework
but i only sorta planned it.

(for a moment i thought it wouldn't work.
as you said, p. 72-74,
i wrote sloppily
and you said, just call me
i flushed with glee and your honey eyes were in my own
and i lost myself within them)

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you talked slowly
but with character.
(i'd know that voice anywhere.)

i never called you...
but i will.

the numbers are long gone from my hand
but they have planted themselves firmly in my head.
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