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No one moves
I can sit across the room, like it makes a difference. Pretend I'm not watching u, from the few steps of distance. Pretend that when I look at u, my heart doesn't beat a little faster. Do u feel this too, or notice my nervous laughter? I can Pretend that electricity, isn't crawling through my skin. Or that when u smile, everything just stops. I've changed a lot since time passed by, I wonder if you've noticed or accepted the quiet goodbye.. Pretending just like me and waiting for a sign. No one makes a move, that could be seen as crossing the line.
