One | January 25
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My interest was grabbed like a tight grip, Eyes meeting for the first time like an eclipse of anomalous, drove to a peak of interest.
It was like a tap on the shoulder, I pulled myself back from looking, focusing on the things out of your sight, yet the direction of my view always ends up towards you.
Maybe it was the zestful of aura when gazing upon you. Marking yourself up in a room full of whos. How is it that i am eyeing the time for when i can find you.
Maybe it was your eyes, they seemed to be adrift from where we are. like a drift of sea longing to see the sand. Was it just me?
Maybe it was beacuse it was you. like a poem full of words that no one can fathom except the poet himself. It was a collection of feelings needed to be known.
But for now, I'd like to know you.
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~Horikell