Tamashii Ramen

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I don’t remember what we talked about,
Nor do I recall the taste of the ramen.

I remember your smile, 
Deep intoxicating laughter steeped in mystery,
And us getting closer and closer to the edges.

I was too friendly you recall.
None of that — I rebuffed.

Would you have believed me,
If I told you I had forgotten how to flirt?