I open the door.
It creaks open,
and my fingers tremble at the ****
Beyond the small window,
and the pounding of my heart.
We are close enough,
and my words are lodged up somewhere-
everywhere-all at once!
I want to say hello, for you to smile my way.
The yearning in my heart grows stronger,
but aren't we just friends? Can't I just say it?
So why, why, why,
is my body frozen to the door?
To the side?
As you pass by?
I need to move somehow,
just a little bit, please.
But you open another door.
And it closes.
Sep 17, 2019
Sep 17, 2019 at 11:00 AM UTC
I open the door.
It creaks open,
and my fingers tremble at the ****
Beyond the small window,
and the pounding of my heart.
We are close enough,
and my words are lodged up somewhere-
everywhere-all at once!
I want to say hello, for you to smile my way.
The yearning in my heart grows stronger,
but aren't we just friends? Can't I just say it?
So why, why, why,
is my body frozen to the door?
To the side?
As you pass by?
I need to move somehow,
just a little bit, please.
But you open another door.
And it closes.
I just wanted to say hello, yet your back only said goodbye.
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