On the night that was true fate.
I did meet my number twenty-eight.
It was dark, cold, and wet.
If it wasn't, we might not have met.
He wore white and I think green.
He looked anything, but mean.
His beautiful eyes.
Came across as a suprise.
His hair wasn't that icky brown.
He might have been the nicest kid in town.
He wasn't too short, or even stick thin.
I would have given anything to have one more moment with him.
On that night was true fate.
I did meet my number twenty-eight.
I hope he feels the same about me.
In the future, a relationship is what I see.
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