Author: Indefinite PM
see, it's not that i love you. i would never give myself the chance, seeing how hot-commodity you are. for a reason too, your smile, your laugh, the way you talk. and listen. see, this is where i get in trouble. but i've made a decision. \for the moment/Rated: Fiction T - English - Poetry - Words: 170 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 1 - Published: 10-15-09 - id: 2731210
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so i get it.
i get that you are too busy, too lovely, wanted by everyone,
to exist only for me.
and i know it's only your way, to make everygirl you speak to feel special, not because you are talking to us (--well, i think we would all admit, that would be partly it...) but because you know how bring out our beautiful, and make us feel it. (would we call you a lover?)
so, it's not so surprising that i fell for you too.
(but, don't feel guilty, that was all my fault)
i see just your smile, and i want to make you laugh.
(but i'm not all so ambitious, i see you tired, and i want to say hi, i want to wake you, want you to notice me, instead of give you a blanket and let you sleep)
so, i distance myself, of course. 'tis my typical confused way. (and i miss you)
oct 13, 15 '09