Eve.

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it was late on friday night,

when i next saw you.

jay had gone home early.

like i said, he doesn't work much.

it was really late,

the sort of late you shouldn't be out in.

i hope you weren't drunk,

i hope you didn't wake up in a stranger's bed,

and i hope you thought about me,

just once.

even though you've only ever seen me one time,

and i didn't even say anything to you,

or you to me.

i still hope you remember me.

but you've almost certainly forgotten.