The me I am when no one is looking

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Who are you when nobody's watching?

Who are you when nobody's watching?

I am a person who makes her own stories

But only from her life experiences and many people don't really get to see the real me but instead they only see the outside of me.

I turned around you were gone

I turned around you were gone

But I still missed you even though

I was never able to say goodbye to you

But to me the hug that I gave you seemed to be all the words I could say to you without actually telling you all of me

And it only took just one simple touch to get me to say all that I ever wanted to feel with you and that was the start of me falling in love with you.

Your hands, my skin

Your hands, my skin

The way I love you

And the moon that captures my dreams

Of the one who sees every part of the way that we dream and the life that we both want to live and the heart that lives to love me and you.

Coffee

The coffee

Touched your lips

I was still trying not to be jealous

Of the warm touch that it gave while the coffee cup

Kissed your face and the lips of you

Love more than it could ever kiss you

And then the coffee was my dream

That tasted like fall on a winter day of leaves and as they fell it all changed colors but the coffee never changed its flavor and it was so nostalgic that it reminded me of a home away from home and a Christmas gift of love and cheer.

Before you never remember again

Before you never remember again

Let's just have one more day together

Before we both forget about the memories and until we both find ourselves resurfacing all that we used to be we can choose to make the memories happen again.

Enchanted

Was the memories I had with just you

But more than that it was becoming a

Butterfly of my own skin as well

As being with you

And I fell hard and fast for loving you

And maybe that was just a dream

But at one point in my life I could have

Sworn you were into me and that the hug

That you always used to give me was more than just a silence of no words but us becoming more than just best friends.

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