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At a Glance
Would it really hurt you to look at me?
And stop pretending to be who they want you to be?
Because I know that deep down you are not that person.
You care, and you feel, and you have emotion.
I don’t believe it when you say that you couldn’t care less.
Because I remember the way you saw me in that dress.
And although I understand that we might not be on the same page,
we are on the same chapter, so don’t put me in a cage.
I wish I could say you don’t mean anything to me.
But you do, and you know, it’s not hard to see.
So if you don’t mind, please peel off your mask.
Open your heart, and hear me when I ask
If you would be the person that I know you are.
The wish I keep making on that shooting star.
The memory in my mind that I always keep.
The one I want next to me when I sleep.
The reason for my genuine smile.
The person I could love for a while.
The moonlight shadows that dance at night.
The shoulder around me, so safe and tight.
Forever and always is not what I’m asking.
Just a right now couldn’t be so tasking.
That’s all I want.
And yet at night you haunt.
With your absence that screams and your warmth that I miss.
I remember your smell and the way that we kiss.
I’m not begging, just asking, for it to not be over.
That this silent chivalry will soon blow over.
That one day you will come up to me and say
I’ve missed you too and I’m here to stay.
And we can finally carryout what we started.
See where it leads and not be so guarded.
If you have to lock the door and throw away the key,
Leave the window open just wide enough for me.
I won’t tell anybody who you really are.
That you are just as deep as your invisible scars.
Side by side we will swing on the porch.
Slowly, softly, back and forth.
There is nothing quite like that natural high
I get from the reassurance in your eyes.
And maybe I’m wrong, but I think you get it too.
When our hands are intertwined you can’t feel blue.
Only oranges and yellows and pinks are felt.
Like a perfect sunset that makes my heart melt.
So would it hurt you just to glance my way?
And just for a minute make the clouds go away.

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