Since the last time we spoke.
I’m sure you remember the circumstances…
And I’m not one to bring that up!
However…
Isn’t it strange how I ran into you?
You are looking radiant.
Fantastic.
Stunning.
You’re glowing…
And that’s fabulous!
Oh…by the way.
What week was that,
You were going to pay me back
The twenty dollars you borrowed?
I KNOW that had to slip your mind!
God knows my thoughts,
Haven’t given ‘that’ much time!
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