i said i'll stop assuming things,
i'll stop being delusional.
but how can i control these feelings?
if those happenings between us are not usual?
why does everytime you arrive,
the first thing that you'll do is look into my eyes?
why does everytime i'm not looking at you,
you're staring at me out of the blue?
i don't want to jump into conclusions,
but what is this connection?
i don't want to base on what i see,
but i can't keep myself from asking "what are we?"
— nnyl
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poems i wrote but don't have the courage to send
Poetryi believe that there's an invisible string that ties you to me, because what are the odds of seeing you in that place unexpectedly? i believe in psychological facts and theories, the ones which make me think that you also like me. the gaze, the body...
