Finding You

I don't know what to make of it,
I'm standing still,
while everything goes past.
Everyone else is finishing the race,
while I'm still at start,
just standing there,
waiting for nothing at all,
but there's one person,
they're with me,
they're on my page,
but I don't know who it is,
the only person that doesn't just fly by,
and not care who I am,
but I can't reach out,
to see who the person is,
or how I feel about them,
I want to know so bad,
but they're just too far to tell,
I won't let them in,
I just keep turning them down,
I don't know what to do,
until I finally find out...
it's you.





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