i hear the door open and i look up forgetting that i dont have my glasses on. My eyes meet yours and i realise i dont have my glasses on, i quickly look away i know that its too late and i wince waiting to hear the sounds of you turning to stone, when you dont i feel a mixture of relief and confusion, i grab my tinted glasses put them on and look over at you again. why.... why aren't you stone? i ask looking at you im mean dont get me wrong im so happy you aren't but... why? i ask confused
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