When I Think of You
in the middle of the night.
when you’re not around.
when we’re in the same room.
when i’m too scared to speak my mind.
when my thoughts are preoccupied with things of “higher value.”
you’re the only dream that seems to pierce my beating heart.
i’ve never even spoke to you.
my shyness overcomes me.
i look at you across the room.
you don’t see my stare.
my mind is a world of mystery and woo.
a haven of dark and light.
ideas run wild.
but, that’s okay.
i like it this way.
maybe it’ll stay this way.
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About the Creator
Julia Masiker
i play bassoon. i like to write in my free time. I dabb on the haters because im a legend.
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