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Infatuation

Damn you for making me this way again--
look at me and make me weak inside,
touch me and my tears will vanish.
I've let you draw me in this time.
Daring each other, stealing glances.
Tell me why I can't have you,
just give me all the reasons why I can;
tell me that I'm beautiful,
or tell me I'm not good enough.
Just something real is all I need--
to hear the words from your mouth.
I want to haunt your thoughts just like you do mine.
I need to hear your voice again, and soon
because I'm falling apart, piece by piece.
You're the answers to my questions,
it's you I see in my dreams.
Make me whole again, and we will fly.