An Impression

February 11, 2014

I see you standing so close

I want to leave an impression

That you’ll treasure the most

And never question.

You smile and talk

But to me you are quiet

And I feel like I can’t walk

Because I feel disquiet.

You are everything to me

But you don’t know that yet

When you say my name I can’t breathe

It’s like we’ve never met.

Sometimes you are so close

I feel happy, then morose

I wish we could embrace

And you would look into my face…

And we would both smile.

This has been on my mind for awhile.

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