I get on the bus, and put on my earbuds.
I look out the window.
I imagine what the future-our future would be like.
I shake my thoughts away.
I'm such a creep.
Our future is just us being friends.
But I can't help thinking about the day.
Replaying our conversation.
I smile.
Maybe if you felt the same we would be something.
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