it's tough to quietly carry the torch for someone who hasn't shown you a flicker of hope yet..
hAH... this prob is as blatant as it gets... and I don't know what's driven me to such an odd and unfamiliar state. But here I am... my mind and heart fluttering so slowly, in sync with the hems of my skirt carried on the thick warm october haze...
i get quiet around you
i try but fail
it's uneasy and strange.
you are my distant stranger.
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