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Three weeks with you.
Day one
you came to my work.
You asked me if I wanted to date you.
Of-course my answer was yes.
You smiled and then asked me
if I'd like to go to the movies.
So, after we work went
and it was our very first date.
Two days, six days,
then eighteen days went by.
Within those eighteen days
we've texted, hanged out,
and with everyday I've fallen
for you more and more.
A few more days...
Friday 24th October 2014 10:29 pm
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