Upset Heart

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Words I've never been good with keep getting in the way of a sink or swim date, calling her after hours when her parents said she couldn't come to the phone, deflating my ego and her boyfriend's pickup lines do nothing for me because I stutter at the sight of her long blonde hair.

She calls me back, asking if she even knows me.

My final breath escapes my lips.

My dizzy vision blurs her to crinkled slits.

Am I okay? It must be someone I fell in love with, crushing pieces of my inner dialogue.

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