See you
Feel you
Touch you
15 years familiar and I still
Get nervous
Feel anxious
Feel insecure
Once inside you tell me you
Cursed me
Love me
Watched me
Watched me from the window above, so when I left, instead of looking down, I looked up and I saw
Your shape
Your shirt
Your sadness
Back out I rolled down my window and
Waved
You waved
We looked away
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