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Wednesday, March 10, 2010 at 6:21 PM
we didn't kiss.
sometimes i feel his eyes all over my face
not that he's staring
and i answer all his questions
he didn't even ask.
he hugged me in an elevator
after a short smile
held me like that up to the 3rd floor.
a friend said
"she and him....it's an unconditional love"
i like to think of it as a surreal thing
something beyond words...
our thing.

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