There you sit,
Across the platform from me,
It may as well be,
A world away.
***
You don’t notice me,
You never have,
Our lives cross every day,
But never our hearts.
***
Have you ever seen me,
Looking at you,
Hoping you,
Were looking at me too?
***
I would make a move,
If I only knew,
Who you were,
Or why I was drawn to you.
Author: The Pesky Poet
Never assume that you are no good at what you love as if you love it enough you will make it better. Take that form a dyslexic who was told they would never be able to write with any quality.
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