31. Battlefields Apart

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There is a battle raging everytime I sit with you,
Fog of doubts shrouds me,
(Can you ever see me through this?)
I refuse to admit that I like you
Yet my heart beats your name just the same,
If I look close enough the battle is clear on your face too,
Your eyes betray feeling,
Your voice shakes under the burden of words unsaid yet,
It is not the right time.
(Right?)
So we sit, together
Battlefields apart
You smile as if everything is fine,
I laugh as if I am not drowning inside.

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