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hanging on a thread; I can't seem to shake, these thoughts in my head. The miles in between us, and the days far apart, there's no way for me to know, if I tug at your heart. I'd like to have faith, but I hate to be blind; what are the chances, that I reoccur on your mind. I sensed an uncertainty, as you spoke of your fears; your words struck me... I held back my tears. I agree I am cautious, yet I'm just waiting to see; if you are in fact, as intrigued by me. Just a short time together, but magical just the same; I'd like to believe, we're on a mutual plain. I know it takes time, and distance adds more but I'm anxious to see what our lives have in store. |