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Creepy

October 2nd, 2024




The feeling didn't all but sink in until you left.

Your smile crept up on me like a deer, awestruck in the middle of the asphalt.

Slowly, at first, but then all at once, crushing tires and blinding lights.

When you left, you left me at the side of the road.

I couldn't go back there for months.

But now, I've learned to cross the road more cautiously,

and not let you creep up on me.

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