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Telepathic Confusion 




It was a tense and passionate gaze.
It locked me in a captivating trance, drawing me in with its irresistible energy.
How could I feel the energy from over here?
Despite my initial hesitance, I found myself unable to resist the pull. 
I'm shy but wide-eyed.
It got me wondering why.
Why would I suddenly feel such a pull? 
 It was as if my mature and composed exterior had melted away, leaving a sense of curiosity and vulnerability I hadn't felt in years.
My mind said don't be another fool. 
Besides, this must be a silly phase.
I'm too old and mature.
I can't think of childish fantasies.
 I would tell myself that it is impossible to feel such taboo things.
It is impossible to feel such things as accurate. 
I can't even say it.
 My Tongue twisted. 
Even my mind tells me not to do it.
My feelings were intense; it never even made much sense.
The heart has a communication telepath.
The heart's invisible dimension leads straight to your path.
The sensation was inexplicable yet undeniably real. My heart and mind were engaged in a silent telepathic conversation, leading me down a path I never expected to explore.
I had to question if I was a true manic.
Oh wait, I'm not manic. 
As much as I tried to rationalize and dismiss it, the undeniable chemistry lingered, leaving me exposed and uncertain.
I'm in a panic.
 I can't believe it.
 It's really happening. 
It's an unrequited, weird, and daunting chemistry.
Of all the people, I'm feeling relatively weak as a dead tree.
It still has piqued my curiosity.
Despite my reservations, I knew I had to confront these unfamiliar and intense emotions with audacity and curiosity rather than. Shying away from them or pretending they didn't exist. 
I'll reach out and truly see.
It was time to acknowledge and embrace this uncharted emotional territory.
I'm a fool, and I'm lying. 
I could never have such audacity.
I'm timid, and I'll revoke. 
I'll turn these feelings from warm to cold.
 I'll act like I still don't know at all.
 I'll block it out.
Chuck it up.
These are the feelings thrown at me that elevated how I viewed love.
These are the words that inspired me to put everything on pause.
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