That look, that look you shoot to announce your control over what’s to come. That confidence that surrounds your presence. Those eyes reflecting your strength. That haircut, those lips.
Your suspicion about my behavior around you, your concealed unease.
Is that enough?
Are those words meant for what they are?
Isn’t it our time together yet? Isn’t it enough?
How long does it take to melt your heart?
To defuse within your dreams?
Dare I think of thoughts crossing your mind while thinking about me?
Must I imagine something untrue again?
How many nights does it take to be sure?
puzzle pieces, juvenile analysis, lots of fooling around and making sense out of it all.
and that, I didn't quite get!
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