I drove one way
you drove the other
and I saw you
and my heart stopped
and your car stopped
and my car stopped
and there was a second
when I thought
that maybe you being there
and me being there
meant that maybe
you wanted to be there
as much as
I wanted you to be there
and for that second
I lived inside
another Friday
when this
wouldn't be the highlight,
only
the
beginning.
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