We Broke Up

We Broke Up

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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Fri, May 20, 2016<5 mins
Me and my co-workers and colleagues we all went to eat out to celebrate.I was about the age of 24 years old. So on there was these group of band that was suppose to come and perform but I guess they happen to be late. This guy came out with a mic and said that "anybody who knows how to play music and rock band or something please come on stage to perform for our folks." My friend was soooo zoomed out just staring at this guy about the age of me and I was calling her three times until she caught my attention. So these group if guys went up and started to play.My friend was smiling and so turned around and they were rockin the stage. I went up to the stage and look at him that's when I felt in love with him.He likes me too."Right guys"? Anyways after everything was finished everybody went home all drunk except me.Every since I saw him I couldn't get him off my mind.The next day I went to this coffee shop in the morning and I saw him too. Thanks not as good but oh well.I'll finish quick.
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