She called me Angela,
then she called me Ange.
Did she not like my name?
Maybe she liked Angela,
found it funny
or she forgot my name.
“Why do you keep calling me that?”
“I have no idea.
It’s short for angel but I don’t use it for anyone else.
I guess that’s how you feel to me.”
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