The feeling is inside me, twisting my stomach into knots.
A stolen glance when you think I'm not looking.
An instant smile whenever your name is mentioned.
A sense that this feels right.
A realization that you're not mine.
Instant frustration and sadness.
Be mine...
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A Retreat. A mass of jumbled thoughts. A confusing road to the heart of me. Welcome to my mind.
1 comment:
Hey, liar, that was good! And all I can say in response is that you have two choices; stay as you are in wanting or approach the subject and risk everything.
Love sucks.
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