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The Scientist
Every day I saw him, talked to him . . . I the lab
I loved the lab for one reason
For him, my scientist . . . I loved every minute I got to spend with him
I knew nothing would ever come of it
But I still wanted him
He was perfect
Smart, funny, handsome, kind . . .
What made me want him was the most important . . .
He was not a boy . . .
He was a man
He loved science
It was so easy to have a conversation with him
He looked at me like an adult . . . not a kid
I loved him . . .
But he would never risk letting me in deeper
I would ruin everything he had worked for . . .
His . . . wife
And . . . there life . . .
He was the one for me but I wasn’t his
It wasn’t even close . . .
No one understood . . . especially him . . .
I could see the confusion when he looked at me . . .
With his kind forest green eyes that I loved to look into while he talked
He was a scientist . . . and I was just another telescope . . .
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