STRIVE: Close

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my pulse is beating

out of control

pounding, coursing

through my body

untameable

uncontrollable

there is no stopping it

as you lean in close

and my pulse is beatingbeatingbeating

and i don't know what to do

and i'm so confused

and i don't know what is happening

and i go for the hug

and you smile

and hug me back

and then i smile

pulling away

look to my shoes

when i look back up

you're leaning close again

you're eyes are closing

and i don't know what to do

i'm so confused

(like the little blonde i am)

and there's just the beatingbeatingbeating

blood hot on my cheeks

until i feel myself meeting you halfway

and halfway doesn't feel as much like a compromise

but perhaps a gain

except then i leave

and i'm not looking back

and i'm biting my lip

and i never see you again.

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