Her. Me. Us.
She was waiting for me
And I was anticipating her.
She hopped in my Jeep
And our eyes met with the slamming of the passenger door.
She smiled.
I smiled.
I think I fell in love.
No wait, not yet.
Our hands touched
And maybe our souls did too
I was waiting for her
She was meeting me.
Her Jeep was my favorite color.
Yellow.
Never mind. Her eyes are now my favorite color. Milk chocolate.
She smiled.
I smiled.
I don't know what I'm feeling.
Her hands are soft and I think I'm in love.
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