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Men like you make me want to write poetry. And, though it is unclear why, I find myself flooded with the most complex emotions anyone has ever felt when I see you. I know your eyes do not search for mine across the room, nor does your heart ache at my voice. Yet you are aware, and you somehow respect my feelings for you– as if proud that I even let myself get this far. And while I have not the right, I still worry over every move you make. Each tired sigh, every nervous laugh. I see them, just as I see everything you do. So yes, maybe men like you make me want to write poetry. Okay, well, maybe only you.
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Feb 22, 2019
Feb 22, 2019 at 9:08 PM UTC
Muse
Men like you make me want to write poetry. And, though it is unclear why, I find myself flooded with the most complex emotions anyone has ever felt when I see you. I know your eyes do not search for mine across the room, nor does your heart ache at my voice. Yet you are aware, and you somehow respect my feelings for you– as if proud that I even let myself get this far. And while I have not the right, I still worry over every move you make. Each tired sigh, every nervous laugh. I see them, just as I see everything you do. So yes, maybe men like you make me want to write poetry. Okay, well, maybe only you.
A short burst about my current thoughts. My muse, indeed.
kfoster15
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18/F/USA
Feb 22, 2019
Feb 22, 2019 at 9:08 PM UTC
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