Flirting

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It was so late that night.
I wasn't tired.
Of course not.
That small distraction of a simple hi got me to stop over thinking,
To stop crying,
To stop worrying.
He got me to forget for a while.
We texted for hours.
He was being so sweet.
So sweet it was hard to believe.
He made me feel so welcome and so much better.
But then he passed a question that I had to say no to.
I wanted to scream yes.
But I couldn't.
But I wanted to so badly.
He made me feel wanted again.
He didn't make me question anything.
He didn't make me feel uncomfortable.
I miss that feeling.

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