Poem 3

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It's 2am
I'm thinking about your eyes, and the way they crinkle when you smile. The way they glaze over when you stare. The way they light up when you laugh
It's 3am
I'm thinking about the way you smile, the way it goes so big when your trying not to laugh. When you're not showing any teeth. The way it goes crooked from smiling too long
It's 4am
And I'm thinking about how you'll never think of me. How you're everything to me, but I am nothing to you
It's 5am
There's a pain in my chest, and tears stain my cheeks. I know you'll never look at me the way I look at you. But maybe if I love you hard enough you just might


-xoAsh

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