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I met him...
I met him across a silent room
He spun his pen between his fingers with rings
His brown curls feel like a cascade down his compassionate eyes
The cold winter’s breath ran up our legs
Gray skies circled around only us
Our music kissed our souls with warmth
In the aisles cover of dust and memories
We laughed
We laughed about a disabled ipad
We laughed over the smallest details
A tan hamster in a frog costume called our names
Naming him Ted we gave him a home in our hearts
Securing him to the shopping cart we drove him around
I met him in the jokes we made
He uncovered precious metals between racks
His smile played melodies to my ears
We left the store of second chances with Ted
I sighed
I sighed when he pushed his hair back
I sighed knowing I wasn’t dreaming
Waiting in the car I wish we had all the time in the world
But we didn’t
Now I’m part of his memories
And for that I am sincerely grateful
He bought Ted for us
His kindness hug me when I slept with Ted last night
You were a stranger I once knew
Pointing to the soft fallen snowflakes you don’t know I have fallen like them
Snowflakes in fall pull my arms to yours
Saying goodbye I hope we will meet again
Maybe next time we will see stars that have already died
Stars weren’t force to be align
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I went thrifting with a guy on a thursday night. I met this guy at writing club afterschool. Right away I thought he was good looking guy. He was wearing green cargo pants, a gray shirt, rings, fluffy brown curls and brown eyes. Writing club was silent but his "his smile played melodies to my ears." He bought me a hamster in a frog coustme and we named him ted. Knowing I was now part of his memories warmth my heart. The simply hanging out with my was a kindness I could never repay. He once was a stranger but I hope we can become close. Even if it's not more then friends I hope we can start more memories. Stars fall away from each other throughout time. They are beautiful balls of gas that can't be controlled. My feelings for him I cannot control, "Stars weren't force to be align."