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catching glimpses
Can you contain what you call attraction?
I've been looking out for days and days
And I decided to say exactly what I want to say
I saw you and your hurried eyes come towards me
And other circumstances made evacuate the area
but that doesn't mean my heart has abandoned you
Why must your eyes play this longing game
but your tongue remains tamed and silent
Aren't we past just catching glimpses?
Every time you walk by me I break a little bit
And soon enough there will be no one to fix this
Defining so close but so far away.
Tell me this isn't all in my head
Tell me you want this as bad as I do.
You know, I've got to tell you... don't ever lose this feeling. This lovesick, longing ache that hits the core of your stomack feeling. There is a point where you become numb and it doesnt happen anymore. Savor it. Great poem
"It is a terrible thing to be so open. It is as if my heart put on a face and walked into the world" -- Sylvia Plath.