My thoughts spiraling out of control, as always.
But it's different when they're thoughts of you.
Sitting in front of you,
trying not to look back,
but remembering your brown, enticing eyes,
begging for me to look behind.
Only you are circulating in my mind,
trying to consume me,
and I let them.
It's only you I want,
to hold,
close to me,
forever,
for always.
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