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Oct 2020
longing stares
a small touch
so small
did it even happen at all

you were right behind me
now you're gone

why is it
every time I look to you
you're looking back at me

still remember the day
our hands first touched
I made a wish in my head
repeating it over and over
till it came true

so small
the moment
our eyes meet
I hope you made the same wish

you're not mine
the ring on your hand
reminds me
I must pull away

looking away
it means nothing
I don't feel anything

that **** ring
reminding me
I must be going crazy
eileen
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eileen
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