A sharing too much.. again..
staring at me again.  
Waiting again only getting nothing again.
Even in my skin..
looking past me again..
simply saying all I know of you is the inviting.
The poking the sayings.
Those invites..
Like fire crackers don't know when one will fire away again.
I'm simply repeating me time and time again..
No and No again.
Even when I  may just start imagining.
Again The answer is still No.
Again!