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Hearts shuffle, and skid aside eyes dance, avoiding or finding? Emotions flicker across the space left between us- I don't know the rules to this dance. We pretend, yet lay bare everything about me is open to you and I casually float a suggestion- a small hope that you could feel for me too. I know the let down before I start yet I try again, and hope this time will be the charm you'll come back when you want something from me You are allowed to want, and ask, and take and I will consent, and smile, and feel gratified- that a boy like you would want anything from a girl like me. But I am supposed to stay in the place you put me, like a dog, or a doll left up on a shelf, except I am not pretty enough to be the doll am I? I have no choice, how could I- even on the days when I am not enough, on the just friends right? days I sit and hope and wonder if there will be you're enough days
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Jul 9, 2014
Jul 9, 2014 at 10:41 AM UTC
A Dance Without Steps
Hearts shuffle, and skid aside eyes dance, avoiding or finding? Emotions flicker across the space left between us- I don't know the rules to this dance. We pretend, yet lay bare everything about me is open to you and I casually float a suggestion- a small hope that you could feel for me too. I know the let down before I start yet I try again, and hope this time will be the charm you'll come back when you want something from me You are allowed to want, and ask, and take and I will consent, and smile, and feel gratified- that a boy like you would want anything from a girl like me. But I am supposed to stay in the place you put me, like a dog, or a doll left up on a shelf, except I am not pretty enough to be the doll am I? I have no choice, how could I- even on the days when I am not enough, on the just friends right? days I sit and hope and wonder if there will be you're enough days
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Jul 9, 2014
Jul 9, 2014 at 10:41 AM UTC
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