“I can’t help falling in love with you”
two times fast
is still pretty darn slow.
I used to listen to it that way
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commuter train home in the evenings
anything to make the darkness outside the window look a little less scary—
you laughed when I told you that.
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I played it for you a year later
side by side in those big maroon train seats, which was not quite as romantic as I had imagined
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one earbud for each of us, and our sweaty hands separated only by four impossible leather inches.
Jocelyn Olum is a writer, a student, and a circus performer. She grew up in Boston, Massachusetts, where she was awarded both Gold and Silver Keys from the Regional Scholastic Writing Awards for Poetry.
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