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There is a pull at my heart that I cannot avoid,
I try to forget how I felt in that one second.
His eyes penetrating my soul, hearing my deepest secrets.
And I let him, for that brief moment.
I want to read him, but he won’t let me…
The stare keeping my eyes attached to his.
Why can’t I let go?
He won’t let me.
That one glance has stolen my heart,
and I wish…
I wish…





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