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You smile at me   Across the way   I can see your eyes   Twinkling   And I feel a vague   “something” deep inside.    *Ignore it. Keep it out.   Don’t let it get a hold of you.   Don’t let HIM get a hold of you.* You introduce yourself Tell me your name Little tidbits of information That I take up and put away A magpie hoarding shiny bits of you.   That “something” is taking shape. *Stop it.   You already know how it’s going to end.   You’ve been through this before.* Days go by.   Your eyes, your voice Pass through my head   More than I care to admit.   For once, excitement gleams in the air, Because I might see you again.   *It’s not too late.   You know what’s right.   You know what’s best for you.* Maybe I do but   It all falls away   Once I see your face.   I can’t help it   Your smile, your voice   Has overtaken my mind I can only try to hide   The jolt in my chest   The smile in my heart   That happens whenever you walk in.   Too late.
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Apr 14, 2015
Apr 14, 2015 at 2:48 PM UTC
An Argument and a Conscience
You smile at me   Across the way   I can see your eyes   Twinkling   And I feel a vague   “something” deep inside.    *Ignore it. Keep it out.   Don’t let it get a hold of you.   Don’t let HIM get a hold of you.* You introduce yourself Tell me your name Little tidbits of information That I take up and put away A magpie hoarding shiny bits of you.   That “something” is taking shape. *Stop it.   You already know how it’s going to end.   You’ve been through this before.* Days go by.   Your eyes, your voice Pass through my head   More than I care to admit.   For once, excitement gleams in the air, Because I might see you again.   *It’s not too late.   You know what’s right.   You know what’s best for you.* Maybe I do but   It all falls away   Once I see your face.   I can’t help it   Your smile, your voice   Has overtaken my mind I can only try to hide   The jolt in my chest   The smile in my heart   That happens whenever you walk in.   Too late.
This poem was featured in my school's literary magazine last year.
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Apr 14, 2015
Apr 14, 2015 at 2:48 PM UTC
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