Challenge
"I wanna scream I love you from the top of my lungs,
But I'm afraid that someone else will hear me."
-FOB (The (Shipped) Gold Standard)
It Can’t Be.
My sweat confuses my olfactory system
When it mixes with your sweet, perfect scent.
Need to concentrate,
Need to ignore.
Gazing on the diamonds,
Both of us.
Mine of dust,
Yours of included refractions.
"Go! Go!" Your cheers I hear but only in my mind.
They're not for me.
Who's on first?
Who cares.
I wanna scream "I love you" from the top of my lungs,
But I'm afraid that someone else will hear me.
Even though
She's not here.
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