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"You saw my back first,

And from my behind, I heard you ‘buzzing’...

I turned around and that’s how we met...

We knew there was ‘something’ more special going on."



I want to know what you think.

What you feel.

I can strongly feel you.

But can you feel me?

Each time I look in your eyes,

There is deep understanding

Of who we are.

Maybe it is because I feel how it is to be like you.

Or is it just me again?

Just crazy, thinking to myself.



I want to hurt no more...

I just want to be around you.

Is it too much to ask

If you could be the object of my friendship’s affection?

I'd have you know,

I can take rejections.

Just don't do this to me-

Hanging nowhere.



What would it be?

Love me?

leave me?

or let me just care.

Or is the choice- none.

Do you ever really care?



Do I bug you?

Pardon me for trying.

Because this thing that we have

Could be very beautiful.

And I don't want to mess

With something that is wonderful.

I know you would understand.

I am so tired of living in a dream,

I want something that is REAL.



I was fine until that afternoon I got ‘stung’ by you.