What a feeling it is;
you, right here.
And me, somehow near.
My eyes run to find you from afar; just watching you move.
But with you so close, my eyes run away from your gaze. What is it that I'm trying to prove?
What a feeling it is;
To want to talk to you,
but only to avoid you when you're so close. Always far from my view. Can you see my red hue?
What a feeling it is;
To succumb to the shame of simply admiring you.
And yet, to daringly embrace the thought of kissing you.
What a feeling it is;
to like you.
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Poetry(2017) A book about feelings + freestyle poetry (?) I wrote some of the most cringe and emo shit, so bear with me.
