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Funny Love

I got this from one of my archived files. Interesting piece I wrote, thought should share: Everytime he calls,

I bite a little at my lips,

And let the phone ring so that he knows not i was waiting,

When he talks,

I scratch my head,

While my heart beats in bits,

Then i swallow, plain empty air

And softly talk

So that I know not what I say

Yesterday we talked,

And i stammered a word...I thought I said love, or like, God forbid if i said Fuck

And a goodnight wish was passed

To which I thought he mumbled "I love you"

And I mumbled "I love you too"

So he clarified,

And I trembled in embarrassment,

And swore never to think about him

A code too hard than the "cosine of 90"

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