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Did I just imagine
that glint in your eye?
Was I mistaken to read
into your hug goodbye?

The more space I gave,
the closer you got,
and each move you made
was what my heart sought.

Did I just hope too much
that love could be real?
Was I a fool to think we
might have the real deal?

The night carried on
but our eyes always met
as a new day arrived,
We weren’t ready to leave yet.

Did you just imagine
I might be into you?
Well it wasn’t a mistake;
it was true.

© Autumn Siders 2017

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