Dark Thoughts

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A/N: While this is not necessarily a completely 'dark' thought; it is still a little sad to me (a bit pathetic really...).

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To the boy at the 'Sugar Station':

You are incredibly good looking.

When you started to speak to me -I will admit it- I froze.

So I stammered and said 'Um, alright.'

I couldn't believe that you were talking to me.

I haven't had any of the male gender look at me 'like that'.

To have you look at me- that was a mind-blowing revolution.

You stud in your ear sparkled as you turned to the cash register.

Yes- I noticed it.

Yes- I liked it.

So I fumbled with my coins as I struggled to get the right change.

My mind went blank as I tried to add it up.

So I pushed what I had in my hand towards you and said 'I think that is right.'

Well- it wasn't.

And then you gave me the change and my stomach turned.

I gave you a small smile, which you returned.

And then I left.

I did look over my shoulder.

Twice.

And I saw you looking back at me.

Both times.

I don't even know your name.

And it is unlikely that we will see each other again.

I wish I had asked.

I wish I had asked.

I wish I had.

*Sigh*

Dammit.