Pike Place Market- 11/12/07
You bump into me once,
You smile back at me.
The prolonged smile is enough for hope.
I avert my eyes from yours,
So I wouldn't have to remember.
But I do anyways.
The second time was mutual,
My arm just barley brushes yours.
I notice you are with your family too.
I find it funny;
This second time, and laugh-off our
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