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Infatuation

August 31, 2018
By Anonymous

Infatuated

With thoughts of you inside my head,

Intoxicated

By the boy who makes my face go red.

Unbearable

Everytime we have to say goodnight.

Inevitable, I hope,

Is the relationship I wait on to take flight.

I mention

Your name every time I speak.

Attention

Is what I crave;

Without it, I feel weak.

I like you more than a little,

Though love is too strong a word.

I couldn’t be with you forever;

I’d flee with embarrassment,

As quick as a bird.



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