i sigh, you pressed into my chest, watching your phone, my arm around your waist as i lean against the wall of the highschool. your highschool reunion. you didn't want to come "i can't go there alone" was your excuse. when i said I'd accompany you, you didn't have another ready. now we stand here, you avoiding everyone and everyone glancing at us. My love... Don't you want to say high to anyone?
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