Not Me

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The sun is warm.

The wind is cool.

Today would be a great day to swim in the pool.

Should I invite my friends? We'd have a blast.

Then afterward we could all watch movies and relax.


The night is cold.

The grass is soft.

Everyone's sleeping inside, except me and you.

"Do you have anything you want to do?"


"Yes" you say, looking up at the sky.

"I think I'd like to stay."

I laugh. "Stay? No one stays. Maybe for a night or two, but everyone will always end up going away."

You smile back.

"Not me."

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