Clock Work 🕒
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"So you're telling me that once the clock strikes twelve you won't remember me again" Even though I didn't want to believe I found myself asking why he would lie to me. How would feel falling in like with someone and never remembering them again.
"Yeah"
"But I will remember you?" He nodded his head scared that what I would say next would burn him.
"Yeah, you know you don't have to do this humans tend to be more emotional than us"
"I know, but I still want to "
And that ladies and Gentlemen was how I pulled myself into a whole lot of trouble.
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