no matter where i look my eyes seem to find you
in the crowd of many
amongst the plenty
you are there and so am i
but the space between is unsurprisingly wide
i don’t want to let the words that once thrived
within
begin
and continue

so stop your looking
because i'm trying not to find you
and i know you aren't trying to find me
stop your staring
your eyes draw in more than they should
and mine push away what they can't bare

because i found myself thinking about you too much

not a lot but too much
in the context
of too much too full
too little too soon
i found myself thinking about you too much
and i don't know what to do