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Once you told me if I were a little bolder the world could be mine.

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Once you told me if I were a little bolder the world could be mine.

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Jan 1, 2015
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Once you told me if I were a little bolder the world could be mine.

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Actually, what you really said was, “hoooo!” with your hand on your heart, like the thought itself set your soul on fire.

THAT TIME I DRUNKENLY HIT ON YOU BY RACHEL NATBONY 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 29

I never knew how perfectly captivating you could be until I got to see you on the dance floor. All bounces and dramatic pauses, fluid arms and full of life. I was pretty sure I wanted you.

I wanted you. How weird. How silly.

We were close, physically close, a different kind of physically close than we, together, knew. Hands around my waist instead of ruffling my hair. Pressed together electrically instead of comfortingly. Moving as one.

I held on because I was afraid you’d let me go.

You spun me, like we were five years old playing Pin-The-Tail-On-The-Donkey. I laughed because I felt alive and beautiful and daring and brave.

For the first time, I let myself truly feel how much I could love you.

There was a line. With us there’d always been a line, thin and daunting. We teased this line, le…

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