chasing after my ex on a
poorly-lit street,
red dress,
hot ass,
i scurry quickly,
to catch up with her,
she turns around,
sees me,
smiles,
her face looks as
good as her ass,
we kiss,
we laugh,
i tell her some of the ways that she
drove me fucking crazy,
and we kiss some more.
i come home to
40 text messages
from her.
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