You smile at me. I wonder if you will do anything more.
I also smile at you. But will do nothing more.
So many days of our lives pass because we expect something to happen-and it does not.
You look exotic.
Please do not make me wait for too long. I might just give up.
Some people are fueled by frustration. I need fear.
The other can wait. He is not here. You are here.
But are you, really, here?
Please give me a sign.
I need this.
My reality has been the limits of my skin for too long. No-one touches me.
I promise I will never let you know you are not the one.
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