Overestimating

Only once in my life has a stranger asked for my number.  This may be partly because strangers don't often approach other strangers, not like they used to.  I'm also not very approachable anymore.  And I usually am friends with a guy before he wants me number.  But I digress. The summer of my fifteenth …

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Hooked

Somehow you got me hooked on you It's like there's a bunch of fish in the sea, but you're the one who caught me I never wanted to be part of your game of catch and release I never understood sport fishing I thought I'd feel lucky to even get a bite But you threw …

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