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WE SAW A COUPLE KISSING ON THE STREET. 
CELIA SAID, 'AWW, ISN'T THAT SWEET?"" 
WE SAT IN TRAFFIC IN HER OLD TRUCK.
THEY STOOD ON THE CORNER LOOKING STUCK.
IT MADE US HOT, BUT SOMETHING WAS WRONG: 
THEIR LIPS AND ARMS WERE LOCKED 
IN AN EMBRACE A LITTLE BIT TOO LONG. 
THE LIGHT STAYED RED.
THEN CELIA SAID ""I THINK THERE BREAKING UP.""
THE MOOD CHANGED INSTANTLY. 
I LOOKED AT CELIA, SHE LOOKED ANGRY. 
SOME GIRLS ARE HAPPY SO LONG AS THEY ARE RIGHT. 
CELIA WAS A DIFFERENT TYPE.

I WISHED THERE WAS A WAY 
THAT WE COULD TRADE
CELIA COULD PUNCH THE GAS 
WHILE THEY STAYED RIGHT THERE SUCKING FACE. 
INSTEAD THEY CAST ONE PARTING GLANCE, 
THEN TORE IN TWO AND TURNED AROUND, 
AND HEADED DOWN THE STREET 
EACH GOING ON THEIR SEPARATE WAY.
""IT'S ALWAYS THE GUY"" I SIGHED, ""WHO LOOKS BACK""
""HOW WOULD YOU KNOW?"" CELIA LAUGHED.
""B ECAUSE THATS HOW I'VE SPENT MY LIFE.*
SHE ROLLED HER EYES. 
""THATS JUST THE KIND OF GIRL YOU LIKE.""
""LOOK BACK,"" I YELLED. HE TURNED HIS HEAD. 
""NOT YOU, HER!"" I BEGGED, BUT HE DID IT AGAIN.
TOO LATE FOR HIM TO SEE, SHE SNUCK A PEEK QUICKLY 
JUST AS THE LIGHT TURNED GREEN.