A Synopsis of a Book on Love at First Sight

Chapter One:

I could never have him; he would never see me.

Out of my reach like a thought

at the tip of my tongue.

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Chapter Two:

First hold of hand, reluctant to let go in case our fingers

never touched again,

like those dreams where fragments scatter

and you try to grab at them yet

you're left with nothing.

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Chapter Three:

I resolve to never

open my eyes again.

I reserve a table for two

at that quaint little place,

called our future.