~Fifty Three~

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Every now and then it's someone new,
they're non-stop in my head for a good day or two.
But you?
I always seem to return to you.

I can think of others for months, 
no given thoughts towards you,
not even a mention.

But the second,
oh the second, 
I hear your  name, 
my head starts hammering,
and it turns into a hurricane.

I question myself ,
my head,
my heart

I ask myself,
is it love?
Could it be?
But then I say no.
It couldn't be,
because the next morning I'll wake,
and feel not a thing. 




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