All of my time

You're so goddamn beautiful, you gorgeous black goddess. I done found myself in a situation with infatuation, this unbearable desire that I have, I can't help but wonder. Its certain things that you do, that drive me wild. I love your conversations, I can listen to you for hours. When you talk, I stare and I promise you it's not intentional. I get lost, one minute i'm hearing everything you're saying, next minute everything goes blank and i know she's probably thinking, why is she staring at me or probably mad because she's thinking i'm not paying attention to her.

 

Admiration. I'm admiring you from afar and up close. I notice things about her that I shouldn't notice, I tell all my friends about her, I know they're tired of hearing about her but I could never. 

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