Something It's Not

May 6, 2011
I study your reflection,
Because it would be awkward if I stared,
It would mean something it's not,
And that wouldn't be fair,
I play the torturous game,
Of liking the real you,
And even though you're taken,
There's nothing I can do,
You pop into my mind,
All hours of the day,
But because you have a girlfriend,
There's nothing left to say,
And we can flirt,
And we can text and talk,
And my heart will still skip a beat,
Whenever our eyes lock,
But believe me when I say,
I will never stare,
Because it would mean something it's not,
And that just wouldn't be fair.

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