We
became one
Because
of that girl
The
one
Who was early to the dance
And fell for the new boy
Didn’t get his number
But still found it anyway
Didn’t let a break up
Get in the way of trying again
Left secret white roses
When the time was right
Set him free
For a short season
Always knew the right words
So his ego kept in check
Found him again
Against all odds
When he wasn’t even around
Wrote him
He wrote back
Kept writing
Said just the right things
Maybe without even knowing it
That made the silly boy
Realize just who she was
Fall in love through letters
Like some Victorian romance
And it was all he could do
To not run straight to her door
The moment his feet touched ground
In the same city as that girl
We
met again
On
a warm February night
Me
just back in town
Her
interrupted
As
she read poetry
To
distract herself
While
I took take care of other things
That
had to be done first
But
I broke the rules
Let
her cut in line
In
front of everything else
And
we stayed like that
Always
in line together
That
girl and I
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