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You keep your life on a pedestal, Even when the love of your life is beside you... Why is it every time I hid from my feelings, I trip away, I hide, I even start to cry? But every night I sleep, I get visions every week, About him, and then I become scared. My flame, he ignites it Even when he stares deep into my eyes, my sockets My heart starts to race, my body deflates...why am I feeling this way? My stomach is filled with butterflies like my whole world has exhausted, like my whole life was on pause Being trapped inside a box, With no doorway that leads to anything, That would turn my whole life upside down into something. Every time I see him, my heart starts to melt, My life starts to crumble, but the walls, they stay intact... They won’t move, but there’s a door... Whenever I step near, it’s like another person is on the other side, ...scared.
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Aug 7, 2018
Aug 7, 2018 at 2:13 AM UTC
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You keep your life on a pedestal, Even when the love of your life is beside you... Why is it every time I hid from my feelings, I trip away, I hide, I even start to cry? But every night I sleep, I get visions every week, About him, and then I become scared. My flame, he ignites it Even when he stares deep into my eyes, my sockets My heart starts to race, my body deflates...why am I feeling this way? My stomach is filled with butterflies like my whole world has exhausted, like my whole life was on pause Being trapped inside a box, With no doorway that leads to anything, That would turn my whole life upside down into something. Every time I see him, my heart starts to melt, My life starts to crumble, but the walls, they stay intact... They won’t move, but there’s a door... Whenever I step near, it’s like another person is on the other side, ...scared.
So, it’s about a girl(me) whose afraid to show her feelings to a guy that she really likes, but doesn’t know if he feels the same way for her. So she’s hiding all these feelings that she feels towards him, but what she doesn’t know is that the other person on the other side of the wall is afraid of what she might think of him...if that made any sense.
Cylia
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Aug 7, 2018
Aug 7, 2018 at 2:13 AM UTC
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