1:45 thoughts

it’s 1:45 am
I don’t know you
I have your number
for some goddam reason
what am I supposed to do with it
I can do anything

I know your name
your eyes
slanted
brown
long eyelashes
smile
dumb
probably drinks protein shakes
for a living
so similar
like him

fist
bumped
noticed
I hate that
it’s that feeling
acknowledged
I’m not special
but out of all the people that exist in the world
you interacted with me
1 in almost
8 billion

I’m scared
of what my mind can do with
the thought of you now

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