this steady knocking of my heart
picks up pace as i walk into the door
and see
hello
from you to me.
it's silly and girly and pink
but i can't help hoping
that you are thinking of me
when i think of you, and how
little i really know.
girlish insecurity clouds my vision
like these side-swept bangs that
hide the indecision in my eyes
my eyes which say,
are you the one for me?
and
could this be it for real?
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