A strangers gaze, that awkwardness and the known odds;
I think I understand the reason for the sharp edged words you spoke.
The closest I could've ever been was, a few inches apart;
but you were so far away for me to say what I have for you.
If a momentary contentment is the source that drives me,
I wouldn't ever fear 'rejection'; which now keeps me away from you.
I questioned me 'Why her?', and been told;
"Some questions have no answers and don't expect this to have any!"
Thus I am your stranger and you are the one I can't get my eyes off.
I think I understand the reason for the sharp edged words you spoke.
The closest I could've ever been was, a few inches apart;
but you were so far away for me to say what I have for you.
If a momentary contentment is the source that drives me,
I wouldn't ever fear 'rejection'; which now keeps me away from you.
I questioned me 'Why her?', and been told;
"Some questions have no answers and don't expect this to have any!"
Thus I am your stranger and you are the one I can't get my eyes off.
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