infinite
i can remember the vivid imagery of the solace in her eyes,
i was all to shy and seemed to fall into my demise,
i could never talk no mattermhow much i tried,
with every inch of silence it seemed to leave me behind,
in my mind she was everything a feeling past infinite,
now she doesnt talk to me but i can still see her vividly,
i could still see her smile i wish i could feel the same,
i wish she could stay awhile and i wouldnt feel this pain,
maybe one day we'll cross paths and and see,
its more than a dream or something meant to be,
it was a feeling of infinite.
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