August 11, 2006 / 12:25 a.m.

there's this one girl
that I haven't wanted to write about
because, well
when I see her
when I really look at her
I hear the music
the room starts to slow down
and my heart beats
hard enough to be visible
through whatever shirt
I'm wearing

and I haven't wanted to write about her
because then it makes it real
and it stops being some fun little thing
that makes my days a little brighter
and it becomes something I have to deal with

I'm dealing with enough right now
and I'd like to keep this
as it is
a dream
a song
a clip from a moviee
the kind that binds your stomach
and hurts your heart
because you know
that you're still alone.

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