6577281447_511f94b248_zI spend most of my time being coy
Watching and waiting for an opening
But doing nothing to make it happen
Fading into the wall I lean against
Wishing it would happen by magic
Just like in the movies
When shy girl meets awkward boy
Both tongue-tied and fabulous
Holding up a one-sided bargain
That threatens to overflow
But then she walks away
Breaking what I felt was a bond
A connection between kindred souls
Built on the very wisps of the air
The sliding scale of hope and dreams
That can quickly turn to depression
So I turn to follow her out
But the streets swallow her in shadow
And I’m left to exhale alone.



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