26 January 2004

I saw you watching me tonight, from the other end of the bar. You were alone, nursing your cheap beer. I was with my boyfriend. We had just finished our dinners and he was demonstrating basketball moves and telling animated stories. But whenever I took my eyes off him for a second, you were still watching me. He never noticed. But I did. You made me feel beautiful, like you wanted to hear what I had to say. With him, I'm still laying low, learning how to be. You would do the same with me.

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