You've just walked into the room.
My heart's beating a mile a minute with the horrid excitement of your presence.
Someone has called your name.
I'm frozen cold and ead in my steps with the solid, aching arua of your spirit.
You're making your way to my side of the room.
I clench my fists ready for the sickening taste of defeat.
You're looking right at me.
My heart screams inside, for the breaking is far too pleasureable.
You're speaking those lethal words you do.
My brain overlaods with the disgusting, beautiful language you utter.
You're sweeping me off my feet once more and you odn't even realize.
My body tingles and aches with your soft and ice-bitten touch.
What's more; you don't need.
You don't want.
You don't see.
That from a thousand miles away
I'm falling more and more in love.
You can't even imagine.
But I can.
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