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Freewill
The first word that comes to mind is infatuation. We connect. Plan and simple. It's romantic type notion. I admit I've tried to forget. Yet the more I recall. The more I acknowledge that what I felt and feel as true. I look forward to find myself looking right at you. I look left to find myself right back at the same circumstance. Nothing fills my mind. My time quite like you do. I thought selfconsciously soon I'll forget. But the more I try, the more I find myself torn. I do the exact opposite. It's not at all intrusive. In fact I welcome it. From time to time. I've allowed complete and utter surrender. As it's the only time I see you. Your smile. Your insight to aspiration. I've pushed you to where I've always seen you. And physically it's killing me. Your well being is all I think about. The time it took to admit time is but a stepping stone. And we but mere moments. I tell myself time and time again Let go. But the only thing missing is validity. Moderation competes with repetition. I can only distract myself so long until your thought arrives. Never to leave; A pattern expressed in pure emotion. A scar left unhealed. Out of the sincerity left undone. My heart ponders. And for a breif second I am happy. Perhaps happier than I have ever been. A familiar song that hoops and hollers down a familiar street. A familiar face in an unfamiliar place. Rationally you've revealed a part of me that I never wanted to let go. The possibility of what if. A glimpse of an familiar face. If only in thought. The memory of exploring an unknown place and loving every minute of it
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