7-11
I saw you...leaving 7-11. We'd seen each other around campus for a while. And then you seemed to disappear. I'm pretty sure I've been looking for you for the past two years.
Wow, you disappeared quickly after we looked at each other, wide-eyed. I barely had a chance to register what I was seeing, and I can't decide whether you were my imagination playing the worst kind of trick on me. I don't know what happened. And I don't know what else to do. So here I am on this stupid website. I promise I can make up for it a thousand fold. Where did you go? I can't run around searching for you in these flimsy flip flops for much longer. The plastic has worn thin, my feet hurt, and you are nowhere to be seen.