Have you seen the way she looks at me...

Straight into my eyes,like she is stripping my

soul,deep into the roots of my exsistence ,to the core of my beeing,like she knows every
secret every though..Thats why she understands my storms my deepest fears.She can tame
my demons,she can provoke fire inside me.She does that whih only one look and imagine
what could she do if she touched me.

Yet again when I look at her she does not hide her eyes,but i can’t uncode her she is a
mystery to me.But somehow I know,that I know her..I can feel in in my bones that she once
belonged to me,she was mine.The first day I met her was like I could finaly breathe ,It was
as if I was half alive before seeing her.Eventhou I could not see her face clearly because of
her hair,wild strands of hair ,dancing on her face,covering half of her eyes and forehead she
tried to push the strands away,but they were free and recless just like she was.And I know
that even if she was born on the other side of the earth,fate would have found a way for us
to meet...Don’t ak me how I know,I would not know how to explain,just bear with me a
moment as I put down this burden of my chest....

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And I misse her,God knows I did...I was to proud to admit it even to myself,when it got to
painful to stay away from her I found new ways to keep myself busy.I wathched
movies,went out with my friends,drived around in my car,I repaired my bike for the
thousend timesI spend my day time occupied.But at night when everything was
peacefull,she was therein everything that I did,and as much as i refused and denied to think
about her,the desire was stronger.She was like a cough starting to scratch my throught and
the next moment shaking my lungs..Everything in the room reminded me of her.I despised
music,every song had her signature,she was the plague and I was dying.When I go back in
time in my thoughts everything started as a game,I wanted her to fall fo me,I wanted to
posses her body and soulto make her ache for me,I wanted her to be another scratch on my
belt,I enjoyed when I saw her fight for y attention,I loved it when I saw that in every crowd
she looked for me,I pretended that I didnt see ow much she tried to catch my eye,I took tie
replayng on her messages just to annoy her.I was unawailable when she called.I was busy
when she wanted to see me..But than my game changed,she changed she became
something different ...And when she stopped