![]() Waiting for a boyfriend to help with my flat tire on a busy interstate. I discovered Coldplay when a friend suggested I “check out this hot, new band,” and loaned a CD. It’s just once, at your concert–a long time ago–you gyrated on a piano bench, and, well, what can you expect? And this was during my first date with Drew.īut I knew you way before Drew. He’s not necessarily cool with you, but you won’t get in trouble for this. I’m laying it all out like an atlas.Īt this point you’re probably wondering about Drew. I’m sharing it regardless. So here we go, Chris Martin. ![]() ![]() I’ve discovered, in recent contemplations about our relations, it’s nearly impossible to unravel. ![]() But you and I have history, my dear decades of triumph, grief, adoration, frustration knotted and woven together in indecipherable patterns. You grazed my hands at a concert once, but I’m told that doesn’t count. ![]()
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