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Second Glance

As I conjugate my verbs I lock eyes with the one person I want to see. If I catch her looking back is she looking at or through me? Her scent assaults my nostrils and I can feel the sweat begin to pour. If she sent her scent my way does she want to send me more? Could I begin to understand flirting if I view it as a game? If I lose the game I was taught does the teacher take the blame? I've tried to understand the opposite sex, but to no avail. It's very lonely in my head and my heart is just as frail. CBT helped in no way as I'm just as sweaty when I try to tell you I feel the same way.

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