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It was Mr. Was he going to take me? That night, after I got home from a graduation celebration I noticed a message on my phone. John took the stage and looked deep into my eyes before reciting probably the most amazing poem I’ve ever heard in my life. I turned around and waited for him to catch up to me. He told me that he had very strong feelings for me but he didn’t want to feel like he was taking advantage of a young woman and that he didn’t want to lose his job. Blue. What was he going to wear? I lost count of how many poems I heard until the coffee house owner stood up and announced that John would be reading something special for a special lady. I ran a nice hot bubble bath and filled it with wild jasmine petals from the field behind my house. We slow danced for a little while before I took him by the hand and led him up the stairs.