I’ve never been so exact or illiterate
My pulse on fire
Mouth runs dry before a word comes
The moment before our eyes meet
but I’m already exploding
Specks of sugar hidden in your eyes
I feel admired, beautiful to you
But my heart started, when someone called out your name
You turn away to it, so I slowly hang my head
I hear your voice respond in echoes
My heart abandoned like scraps on a plate.
they are there and noticed, but only eaten if there’s more to offer
I know I’m a mistake
because I watched you walk away
At every crossed road we met on
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