He Asked me out Again…

I see him.

My chest hurts.

Danger, body says danger.

He smiles.

He says my name.

He asks for my number again.

He does have guts

I stick to my guns.

I type on my computer.

I barely look up as I tell him no.

Its not that I’m interested.

Its not that I’m not.

Not sure if it is my gut.

Not positive its not a false alarm.

So I type.

I continue to type.

I type them all away.

No, okay?

 

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