My empty heart aches for fulfillment,
for emotions, for mixed-signals,
for my mind to analyze your responses,
for me, knowing that you're all right,
for me to mend things back again to what it was back then.
My soul aches for joy,
for emotions, for mixed-signals,
for my eyes to really see you,
and discussing between myself,
should I try and get closer
or
am I content on just watching you from afar.
My body aches for love,
for emotions, for mixed-signals,
for my tummy to host butterflies,
and feeling giddy on things
that I usually feel when I see you:
smiling, thinking, or doing anything.
Me, I ache for you,
for emotions, for mixed-signals,
for me to communicate with you again.
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