By: Shelbi Henny
taunting me as I fight the urge to run and the auxiliary of my curiosity folding into my actions that prolong the anguish seeing the yearning in your eyes yet there are never words involved makes me wonder if the crush is mutual wanting the realest thing from normal even though I know I can't be picking up the phone to say I miss you just doesn't seem like me further more I wish that we could read minds so that everything could be explained we could grow close or go our separate ways but that would just be to easy the thrill dividing its electricity seems hard to lose your spark when colliding into me
shelbi confessions 
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