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35/1000 - Asking You Out

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TrainerTimpani

Published: Jun 25, 2015

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November 2010

Asking you out

Is hard.

I tried today,

But when I walked in

And saw you sitting

So peacefully and quietly,

A perfect picture of tranquility,

I started thinking,

"What if I never see that again?

What if you say no,

And we stop talking,

And I lose you just like that?"

"Move,"

Someone behind me scolded.

I realized I had been standing

And staring at you

From the doorway to the classroom.

I moved,

But I got too nervous

When you looked over

And smiled at me.

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Nihil-Invictus

Jun 25, 2015

That feel when you've been responsible for putting someone in the same situation as the narrator.

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