i am fascinated in you but not as you are towards me,
laying there looking up at your old ceiling, your bookshelf and bands that are too obseliete for me to know about.
you've gotten the little hints that i need more than what you want to give,
my affectionate ways fase you, i'm attracted to our differences,
between what's physical and what's emotion seperates us.
attraction without attention will tear whatever this is, far apart.
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