I like you.
And I want you to know that.
My entire being fills to the brim with illimitable thrill,
every single time you cross my mind.
But around you it’s odd.
There’s a stiffness, I realize.
Perhaps we both know,
how unviable it is.
That it’s a gamble.
Then again don’t we merit a chance?
If only I could hold you in a precious embrace
and concede how much I care.
I solemnly want you to know this
and see how things pan out.
And perchance along the way, I’ll find myself.
Uncertain if I’m being egotistical here.
And yet, isn’t that a given?
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