Infatuation
the sweet smell of candy on his breath
as he talks to me
he asks me to leave his side
the soft glow of happiness in his eyes
as we talk, he's bored but he's being kind
the anticipated excitement i can see on his face
as he sits there
he's just killing time
the radiant confidence i recognize
as he turns he just leaves me behind
the hovering scent of his cologne
as he leaves
and he's stuck on my mind
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