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how long will it be
until i can look
at you again
and not feel a
thousand butterflies
all eager
and distraught
trying to break free
from the prison
woven within
my ribs
how long will i wait
until i can finally be
In the same
room with you
and not steal
a million tiny glances
wasting my time
laying my eyes on
someone
that will always be
miles away from
my reach
how long will it be
until i hear your name
and not feel
the blood rising
to my cheeks
and the deafening
paralyzing
pounding of my heart
as if it's fighting off
every urge
to scream out
everything that
i feel
only for you
how long will it be
until i can see you
with another
and say
with my whole heart
and with my whole chest
that my interest
has long belonged
to the gaze
of another
how long will it be
until i can finally
gather every
little memory
every tidbit
every piece
that i hold of yours
bid my farewells
and let it drift away
like a bottle
casted into the ocean
soon to be lost
soon to be
forgotten
because to tell
you the horribly
completely honest
truth
i don't think
that that time
is going to
come to me
as soon as
i want it too
