The Things You Do
The things you do
You make me feel scared and shy of my self because i can't
Talk to you. I questioned myself why? But then i remember your face
The way your eyes speak to me even tho there are no words coming out Of your lips.
Your eyes tell me a sad and tired life, but your position of Standing tells me you are professional and confident in yourself. I can't concentrate on what to tell you.
There are words coming thru my head and i don't listen to them.
I'm only thinking how is it possible i can't say a hello to you.
But then i again i tell myself you are a person who has feelings and can speak so than why is it hard for me?
Is it your ocean blue eyes, or is it your shyness which i love because we shared that.
I guess i will never know until i say the word HELLO.
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