With my Bicycle
Then There's You
I was nearly late for class.
I am not the type to be this way. I set my alarm and sleep early.
But sleep didn’t come for me. There were thoughts that kept me occupied, that deterred the sleep to come to my side. Instead, I find you beside me. In my midnight thoughts.
So I rushed, with my bicycle, riding it as fast I could, past the little pharmacy beside the university, past the library, and then you came into my vision holding your books and I swerved and—
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