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.Him.
May 12, 2016
His eyes
Were the color of a
Crisp sunny day.
So bright and
Vibrant.
Startling.
His eyes
Stared
Into me as if
He
Were staring
Into my
Soul.
When he
Spoke,
It was as if he
Knew
What he was
Doing to me.
Knew
What he was
Causing me to feel.
Scared.
Frightened.
Worried.
He did,
After all,
Know
How I felt about
Him.
I was
Crushing on
Him.
That, I couldn’t
Deny.
© Michelle K., Vancouver, WA
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