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Remember when you spoke of how RED was your favorite, as in the red that tinted her lips?
Maybe, I didn't like all this. How everyday was another set of classes, due assignments, piling homework and fake friends.
Maybe, for once I wondered what it would be like to have wings or a massive boat. So I could soar through skies or sail across seas.
Maybe, I wished anxiety wasn't my only real friend who always faithfully stuck around, because had you been there maybe I'd have smiled a lot more.
And maybe, just maybe, my heart cracked a little. Just a little, when I met you around the corner one day and all you ever had to say to fill in the weeks and weeks of not talking, was how Jess had beautiful hair and the prettiest red lips.
