The Seventieth Note

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Your eyes opened for a second, not all the way but I could see you looking at me in a daze.
This was my love looking at me.
This was the one I have been looking at for two years.
This was my secret, the one I hid so well behind my glances.
The man that cared the most about me for the last couple of months.
The guy that I felt like I knew since forever.
He was here infront of me, looking at me.
I tried to speak but nothing came out.
You are unable to speak, unable to move any muscle, unable to even breathe.
Why would I speak?
What need to speak do I have?
We need no such things, we need no actions, feelings are all we need.

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