#unrealness

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The sharp look of his eyes

stare at mine with deep emotion

running hundreds of paths and miles

emotionally searching for my heart's devotion.

I do nothing but stare

mesmerized by their intense vision

trapping me in a snare

immersed with huge indecision.

Does he want me or does he want me not?

Though he smiles at me with joy

and is just a boy

he fills my stomach with knots.

Moments and seconds pass

yet we don't stop looking at each other

standing in a bunch of grass

not caring what's happening any further.

Are my feelings confused

or are they just dream fused

in such impossible thoughts

merely incapable of joining the dots?

Helplessly I'm falling into an imaginary pit

his curly hair moves perfectly with the wind

besides a light so dimly lit

and a bird so colorfully winged.

He leans and takes my hand

holds it firmly like if I'm in demand

stroking it with kindness

below the Sun's brightness.

The wind blows through my hair

icy cold waves rush against my skin

as I notice the jealous girls' stares

not even having any idea of how happy we've been...

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A few months passed

our attraction didn't surpass

guess he didn't need me

never even loved me.

What in the world did I need to be, so that I had been the "perfect" girl

for him? Everything's now a memory,

Excerpt from “Unrealness”