It is her!
As radiant a goddess
She does not see me.
Should I pretend
that I do not;
let time and circumstance
enslave us once again?
Time has treated him well, I see.
I have often dreamt of finding him once again
Not even in my visions was he this stunning
Old feelings resurface and I can feel myself going under
The girlish little crush I had on him all those years ago
Is now replaced by an adult yearning
And I can feel it tugging at me, pulling me in his direction
Dare I journey over there?
There are not that many steps to take
But it feels like miles are between us.
I would feel braver if walking on a tightrope.
I cannot move, I can barely even breathe.
Adoration so strong,
Frightens me to my core.
Strange to know that I have never loved anyone more,
And yet, I've never even touched his lips
I long to venture over there and greet him with a hug,
Anything just to touch him.
But how can I presume he would even remember me?
Surely, he never felt the same for me.
He would have made a move.
I better look away before he feels my eyes on him.
Not this time,
Not a chance,
Someone else can finish this.
I’m going to her...
I watched him walk away from me once before.
It took years to numb the pain,
And now that the open wound is just a scar,
I can't take the chance of having it re-opened.
Oh, how I would love to walk over there and see his eyes beam with recognition,
But I can't take the chance of seeing puzzlement instead.
I would rather pretend that he thinks of me from time to time as well,
Than to take the chance of knowing that he doesn't.
He's getting up...
I'm walking away... left the money on the table and now I'm vanishing.
Don't look back
I can feel the tears welling up.
Is he calling my name?
Don't look back, it's probably all in my head.
Damn, he looked good.
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