You spend hours getting ready in front of mirror dabbing you face with makeup,
You have butterflies in your stomach,
You won't get dressed up like this again unless you find that special person,
You wish that you could be normal for once and your life,
You just wake up and walk,
But you are disappointed when your date changes plans and you think that they ruined your plans,
You can go write about it and heal yourself from a broken heart,
Little do you know that it is raining on your parade but the words of your poem make a new guy appear,
He loves you for you and you can bounce ideas off of him.
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