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It’s not that I want her

It’s the scar tissue I don’t kno to heal it I don’t know if it’s possible to heal it

A to trust people for the rest of my life?

Wondering if I’ll ever be enough for a woman?

Looking for evidence in every sigh or frown?

I find an ehton turn on the charm as she orders and pays

She’s h Or the way she curls her hair around her finger in that I’ about you naked way

She steps aside Joins the dozen people waiting in front of a closed furniture shop

Her hips sway as she shifts her weight between her heels Her nervous gestures stay the sahs She keeps avoiding aze

A short guy picks up his order Drowns a burrito in red salsa

A tall guy squeezes lime on his tacos

A curvy woman adorns an enchilada plate with cilantro

Leighton turns toAnd I still don’t knohat it is

We stare like that forever

Until the happy couple steps in front of her to grab their takeout order They laugh like they’re the first people to discover love