Fantasy
Did you really just talk to me?
Or was it just my mind
hoping that you would?
It does that sometimes.
Picture you coming up to me
instead of the other way around.
I crave your attention
or for a look in my direction
anything that shows some affection.
Nerves need to calm down
We haven't even touched
You barely even spoke.
How is it?
That I can give so much
to you without you noticing?
You tend to glance my way
and I raise an eyebrow
and smile a bit but
Will you ever feel for me
the way I feel for you
or is it just a fantasy?
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