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Abrupt. Sad. Pitiful. Beautiful.
the simplest thing that I hardly even noticed before.
snapping up to greet my eyes again.
touch and I feel blooming flowers spread through out my blood.
That feeling lingers
leaving me with nothing but a tingling feeling left behind.
meet mine again as we float on air and stare.
My mind flies
quickly losing track of all memories except this moment that just passed.
I need to know
do you look at me and feel butterflies soaring through you.
Or do you so
often graze my face and feel nothing but a friend or confident.
is better than mine and it always will be.
It's not so fun
being shot down without meaning to be or hurt without purpose.
i look and search your eyes for something special, warning me to stop.
I lie in bed
wide awake at midnight holding back tears from wanting to know the truth behind our matches.
all i have is that memory of that fading moment when our hands touched.
put me down
just so i can remember how big your fingers were compared to mine: petite.
jogs my mind like an ever ticking clock that doesn't stop.
Stuck in this reverie
wondering if this is ever going to flutter into the past and stop.