(I did it again, and I'm sorry)
He's stuck in her head
His laugh
His smile
His eyes.
She can't get enough
His jokes
His stories
His passions.
She's lying to herself
He might love her
They could have a life
... maybe a family.
They're on two different paths
Paths that just so happen to meet
Paths that only cross briefly
Paths that won't cross again.
But the desires are loud
The feel of his body against hers
The feel of his hand encasing hers
His smell for which she longs to inhale.
For now, she waits
Waits for a day
Waits to see if he feels the same
Or waits for the day when they part ways.
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Poems
ŞiirSo this has now turned multichapter, don't know what's gonna end up in here or how many, but hope you enjoy Also on: Deviantart: https://www.deviantart.com/squirtster13/art/Where-is-Their-HOPE-709084500
