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While I look at you I see you looking at somebody else Just like somebody else Keeps looking at me Triangles inside triangles They pierce through me I don’t think I can take it anymore Now I can’t breathe When I was younger It was easier to ignore I wished you were mine That you liked me back in time That you would choose me That I could fit inside this city I loved you from afar I never had a name to call You screamed at me That I would never be yours But there was no sound Nowhere had a sound You looked at me But you never saw me Your eyes wandered over me Again and again endlessly But they never stayed with me Having a crush Isn’t romantic anymore Like it once was before Every girl I talk to about you Ends up fascinated by you I see it in their eyes Like all the strangers do Proximity-distance paradox You sit right beside me And never speak Still feeling impossibly weak We never needed to talk Probably for different reasons But we both knew the ending Long before the leaving Attention isn’t love Looking isn’t desire Desire isn’t love And love isn’t fire Maybe I wanted you To escape from myself What’s strange is By looking at me You showed me How I should look at myself And there was no sound Nowhere had a sound.
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May 15
May 15, 2026 at 9:37 AM UTC
Proximity-Distance Paradox
While I look at you I see you looking at somebody else Just like somebody else Keeps looking at me Triangles inside triangles They pierce through me I don’t think I can take it anymore Now I can’t breathe When I was younger It was easier to ignore I wished you were mine That you liked me back in time That you would choose me That I could fit inside this city I loved you from afar I never had a name to call You screamed at me That I would never be yours But there was no sound Nowhere had a sound You looked at me But you never saw me Your eyes wandered over me Again and again endlessly But they never stayed with me Having a crush Isn’t romantic anymore Like it once was before Every girl I talk to about you Ends up fascinated by you I see it in their eyes Like all the strangers do Proximity-distance paradox You sit right beside me And never speak Still feeling impossibly weak We never needed to talk Probably for different reasons But we both knew the ending Long before the leaving Attention isn’t love Looking isn’t desire Desire isn’t love And love isn’t fire Maybe I wanted you To escape from myself What’s strange is By looking at me You showed me How I should look at myself And there was no sound Nowhere had a sound.
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anesrun
21/F/Germany
May 15
May 15, 2026 at 9:37 AM UTC
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