if I counted
all the things that make up
the thing that is
you I couldn't.
insignificant findings
i find most
attractive and attention
grabbing are positively
overlooked by
the people
that look your way everyday. I
see what they see and don't see
which makes me more earnestly
blind.
the way you seem seems like i
like it. the way i seem is not how
it seems.
telling you what
i like about you would send
me over your
deep end but could end up
saving
what I've
been
killing.
...or die.
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