Thank you for giving me your phone number; you don’t know how many
times I’ve wanted to call and share with you, but I am not sure what to
say: “Remember me? The girl you just met the other day?”
And then I feel foolish for not already calling and for leaving
things hanging in the way I have. We should go out for drinks. Teach me
this area; share with me your love and passion for the locals. And yes,
help me find my colors; help me choose the ones that will make me
beautiful.
Written by J. A. Busfield
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