Maybe You Loved Me Too

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When we met, you were the guy who showed up super late to the party with a bottle of expensive whiskey. I was the girl who was still caught up in some feelings about this skinny sad guy who didn’t want to date me. He was there, but he left not long after you arrived. You followed me all night with your eyes and your smile.

It was very late, my gas tank was nearly empty and you needed a ride home. I said I’d drop you off on…