He sat with her at lunch.
You were already with her.
"Why're you here?"
You looked at him
skeptically then.
"I sit here. With her."
He looked at you
skeptically as well.
"Well, I'm here now,
so you can leave now."
"Who are you to get rid of me
from this table?"
"Her boyfriend."
They looked at him
w i d e - e y e d then.
Today,
he walked away from
the lunch table,
a w a y
from her.
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Blinded Sight
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