Hypothetical

I knew it when she touched your shoulder

And I

Walked into the public bathroom alone

And the distinct smell of

Urine and nail polish remover filled

Me with a sense of urgency to

Finish quickly

The shower ran cold at first

Eyes

On me

I was hoping I was early

But I dried myself off with your towel

That smelled of your cum from last night

That you wiped off

And the slight odor

Perfume

Intertwined

I was only hurt because I am late

This poem is about: 
Me

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