How could I have missed you the past 21 days?
Staying later and later barely becomes an issue,
With the excuse of work and roads being block,
The excuses are really excuses,
It is just to continue gazing at you.
On the 17th day,
I apologize for sprinting out the door
But I noticed you on the right corner of my eye,
Your pale shirt,
I sprinted back after dinner,
But you were no longer there.
Most of my actions have you in mind,
Who I speak to, what I say.
It's unlikely we will ever be friends. Ever.
joeY
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