standing there
at the dressing room door
holding her purse
and an arm full of dresses
she wanted
to try on next.
how did this happen.
on a perfectly fine saturday
afternoon
that i was walking around
the mall,
eating a pretzel, and
browsing make up
and body lotion stores.
she had me, she knew that
once we had sex,
it was game over, the deal
was done.
point, set, match.
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