The Thought
And then I thought that maybe,
just maybe,
I had gotten him to fall in love with me
and the thought of that made me smile in spite of myself
and I felt as if I had won a great prize-
one even bigger than top athletes train their whole lives for-
and if you think about it,
to me,
I had.
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