your smile ruins me.
i thought i had it figured out
i thought i had it under control
i thought i was over you
i thought so many things
but i was wrong.
so, so very wrong.
i try so hard not to react.
but i can't
i can't
not react.
your name
sends a shiver through me
and whenever i say it
i fear someone can tell
because how can they not hear
how the way i say your name
is so different
i say it so carefully
afraid of giving it away
and it shows.
and your voice:
your voice is the melody
that i could recognize anywhere.
and whenever i hear it
i have to look
i will always look
even though i know
you're not calling for me.
and whenever i see you
i know i look at you differently
than i look at anyone else.
i'm just waiting
for someone to notice
that the way i look at you
is the way
the moon looks at the sun—
at a distance
and longingly.
—it's a mystery that no one knows how i feel about you
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Raging Storm
Poetry{a storm may last a moment but a moment is all it takes} raindrops can be hurricanes, too. all raindrops end up in the ocean eventually, though. but we will rise again, learn to breathe again, because broken doesn't mean weak. A collection of poems...
