Stuck

I think I won't see you this time.
I don't want to admit it but, I miss you. I don't know why but I really want to see you.

What do you do to me?

We all moved out of that place, and continued on with our new lives, but you always bring me back to you.

The irony is that when I meet you , I don't feel the same way. I don't want to like a person like you anymore because you just aren't the good one.

Why did you ever look at me the way you did that night?

Why did you ever talk to me the way you did during those two months?

I am not the person I used to be before, but you were the only one who made me feel worthy of love.

I call you a bad guy. I don't know if you are one , maybe your better than that.

The first time when you looked at me on the New Year's Eve and smiled , my heart stopped.
When you walked close to me, everything blurred out and it felt as we were the only two people there. Your eyes sparkled and smiled as you chuckled , noticing how I was dumbstruck on what you had just done.

You came closer to me, and I was stuck.

Stuck in the same place, I still am.

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