Make Me Forget

Make Me Forget

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*FLASH BACK* I was sitting at the cafe, were James had invited me out that night, however at the moment I was alone. In fact, the whole entire time I had been sitting alone, looking like a freak, all dressed up, curled hair, red lipstick and a table reserved for two. I had acted like the overly attached girlfriend from YouTube that night. I walked into the cafe, with a large smile on my face. I asked the waitress for a table, insisting on having 2 chairs by the large window. I even ordered his favorite food for him. At first, I thought that the late night traffic had held him up, making him 5 minutes late. But when 5 minutes turned into 30, and 30 turned into an hour and a half, I realized something was up. Now at this time at night, “cough cough” 10:50 PM, on a Wednesday, not many night clubs, bars, etc, are open. The traffic had died down as well so obviously only a couple explanations had gone through my head. By the time it was midnight, I had decided to go to James apartment. Once I arrived, I instantly noticed Taylor's SUV was parked in the car port. At this point, I was telling myself what was going to happen. As I walked up the 4 flights of stairs to James’s place, I pictured the future in my mind. I would open his front door to find them getting it on and I would run out crying. Who would have ever guessed I could tell the future?
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I didn't ask to be born into this world, none of us did but we make the best of it. I'm a twenty-five year old single man. Why you may ask? Because I've seen what love can do to a person. It can destroy them. My parent's are amazing but I can still remember the time's my father threatened to kill my mother, left us due to his mental illness. Besides who needs one main women when I can have a different one under me every night, money to blow and fast cars. I'm just enjoying my time until I take my Papes place at the throne. Most nights are spent living it up with my cousins who are my only friends. However there is the one girl that has caught my eye and I don't know why. I first spotted her at a random coffee house I stepped into. Usually I'm very talkative especially when I'm trying to snag a chic but I couldn't utter a word to her. I barely managed to place my order. Now, I find myself going out of my way to stop by that coffee shop everyday. It doesn't matter that it's out of my way. The only thing that matters is that I see her. I knew I could take her if I really wanted to but I can't make myself to do it. She sees me enter and shoots me that amazing smile and prepares my order without even asking what I want, she knows. She'll offer a greeting but all I can do is nod my head. She makes me lose my word's. Deep in my mind I wonder if she could be the one that could change my mind on love and that scares me. For now I'm satisfied at seeing her for the few minutes it takes to get my coffee. Besides I'm a killer, a future mob king and she's this delicate flower that wouldn't understand my world. It's best to cut my loses and move on. If only I knew her name..

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