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It's been months since we spoke.
You've been busy with different girls.
I've been busy with different boys.

But he was no good.
He didn't give me butterflies or a scrambled-egg mind.
He kissed me, but I felt nothing.

He wasn't you.
Is it strange?
To close the doors of my heart when others knock its walls?
If only you left her and grabbed my waist.

I can already feel flowers growing in my tummy.

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