Maybe
I'm crazy
or in my own little world.
Maybe
I'm a dreamer
and my imagination clouds reality.
But
could it be
you see something special in me?
Could it be
we've grown beyond our comfort zones
even if just by a little?
I heard you asked about me
when I was no where in your sight.
Maybe you've remembered the day
I asked you
even if hypothetically.
Crazy
how we've gone from
"Hi, how are you?"
and
"I'm new here."
to something I can only describe as a
Dance.
Where neither wants
to step on the other's toes.
Maybe, we're not even there yet.
Maybe
we have yet
to ask for the privilege,
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A Compilation of My Soul
RandomThe best way to describe this is just as the title says- a compilation of my soul. These are the short stories, the poems, the scenes never completed, the lessons I have discovered in me through the years. I believed it only right to share them with...
