The one who got away

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Hey!
You!
Over there!!
I am talking to you.
Hi........
How are you?!
Ah, never mind....
I can make all the eye contact I want,
but nothing good ever comes out of it.
He, who, I, want
doesn't come over.
Maybe I should bend down and 
show some cleavage?
Nevermind, I don't have enough guts to do that
besides I have too many stretch marks to show.
On a usually day,
The creep just gave me "the eye".
The loser just slid over his number with hearts decorated around it
The weirdo sent kisses my way
But him... he does... 
nothing,
Dammit why can't the cute ones like me?
The normal ones?
The honest, fun, loving ones?
How can I get him to talk to me?
I'll just lick my lips and hope for the best
There,
eye contact,
lip action,
turn away
and do it all over again.
 

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