She Hated Me On Sight
She hated me on sight, which is odd.
Most people do not hate me until
They get to know me.
I wanted to be her friend immediately
I knew we would be best friends forever
If she gave me a chance
Which she did not.
I see her in the store sometimes and
I wave and say “hi”.
She mumbles something when she is with her children.
When alone, she ignores me completely.
I love this.
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