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Somehow he always finds me 

In the hallway

At recess 

Always

Me. 

I long to ask the question 

Why?

Why me?

Why not anyone else?

I don't know anymore 

And neither do you

But at least you moved on 

But did you really?

Am I mistaken in this?

Am I reading too far in to your poems?

I know it's wrong 

But I'm dreaming of your eyes

I'm cursing to myself 

But I'm drowning in their lies

Your voice is deafening like a lullaby 

Your beauty is blinding like the dark