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May 2014
You know how hard it is?
To pass right by you,
And pretend I don't care,
Pretend I don't have a clue,
How you feel,
How I feel.

To walk past you,
And long for you,
To just grab me,
And hold me,
And not let the want show?

Do you have any idea,
That I can feel your essence,
That I come close,
And I am so aware of you,
And of your perfect body?

That location means nothing to me,
I can be a mile away,
And feel the cord that binds us,
Telling me exactly where you are.

That I can see the arrows,
Pointing me to you,
Showing the way,
Revealing you to me?

That I follow your trail,
And watch you,
Closely but from afar,
Like a little lost puppy dog?

But I cannot do anything,
Cannot say anything,
But despite my quietness,
Know that I love you.
For my (only somewhat) secret love <3
Victoria Johnson
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