Part 7

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You come in front of me;

I stop there,

I think I should say something,

You think you should say something,

But we both are unable to say anything.

We stare at each other deeply,

We being in our own imagination;

Stare and stare,

the bell rings in our ear,

My feet start to stumble;

I now am out of my fantasy,

In the real world,

I drop my books in realization,

You help me pick it up;

When your hand slightly touch mine,

It makes butterflies in my stomach flutter;

I stand up thanking you,

Go back to my class,

Cursing myself on my way back,

As I failed to express my feelings again!

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