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When I was in eighth grade I was told to define "love" I already felt like I've been played When push came to shove Played in these stupid mind games Wondering if he's thinking about me At the same time I was thinking about an "us" And what we could be Would the thought make him grimace? Or explode with glee? Why can't he say it? Why can't i? I guess neither of us have true grit I'm just wondering why Does it make me hypocrite? No matter the amount of flirting Neither will admit My heart's aching Why can't someone commit? What are we gaining? The wondering is endless Not that I'm helping For I'm too nervous That I'll just be babbling The unknown is monstrous Emptying my soul To him would be difficult Will it fill mmy hearts hole? Or have unpleasing results? My emotions are out of control Reading into everything you do Hoping for a sign Or the slightest clue, That you could be mine What makes this such taboo?
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Jun 29, 2015
Jun 29, 2015 at 1:13 PM UTC
Mind Games
When I was in eighth grade I was told to define "love" I already felt like I've been played When push came to shove Played in these stupid mind games Wondering if he's thinking about me At the same time I was thinking about an "us" And what we could be Would the thought make him grimace? Or explode with glee? Why can't he say it? Why can't i? I guess neither of us have true grit I'm just wondering why Does it make me hypocrite? No matter the amount of flirting Neither will admit My heart's aching Why can't someone commit? What are we gaining? The wondering is endless Not that I'm helping For I'm too nervous That I'll just be babbling The unknown is monstrous Emptying my soul To him would be difficult Will it fill mmy hearts hole? Or have unpleasing results? My emotions are out of control Reading into everything you do Hoping for a sign Or the slightest clue, That you could be mine What makes this such taboo?
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Jun 29, 2015 at 1:13 PM UTC
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