Thirteen.

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It was two in the morning.
And where else would we be.
But laying in a street?

"Don't be a baby.
Cars aren't coming."
She said laughing at me.

"What if one does come?"
I kept sitting up.
At every little noise.

"Relax."
She tugged me back down.
Turning to face me.

I was very aware.
That this was a scene.
Straight out of a movie.

I didn't care.

"Let's play a game.
Whoever looks away first
Is the loser."

I don't know why I agreed.
To play this.
In the middle of a road.

I kept my ears open.
But staring at her face like that.
Turned everything else off.

We laid in the silence.
With goofy grins.
And ridiculous smiles.

We laid in the silence.
Just.
Memorizing.

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