Weaving my way
Through the crowd
So many loud people
So much discomfort
People step on me
And I flinch inside
But all is good
When standing, dizzy,
In high heels
And your ex
Happens to keep staring at you
Hoping he'll see you see him staring
Doing what you can
To not think about it
Or things
Presently disturbing
Like the glance
She just passed you
Or the way
The punch tastes like bubble gum
Thinking "Damn,
Why can't I just stay mad?"
Please tell me what you think
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bubble gum punch is right.....vivid imagery. love your descriptive words
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thanks sis
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