Looking Back
I am in awe of her beauty,
a laugh that lights a room,
a presence that can't be ignored.
I am caught and can't escape.
She is out of my reach, a space between us.
I want to talk and get close
but no, there is no chance.
I can't get near
She is more than me, I am nothing to her.
I can't get close, a canyon grows
I retreat from the edge
until I burst and shout at how I am hooked
But I am an unthinking fool,
and now the chasm is too big to cross.
She's on one side looking away.
I on the other looking back.
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