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Teeeni
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I Hesitate

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I hesitate
when you walk past,
not sparing me a glance
of respect
nor acknowledgement
I hesitate
when hurt had filled my aching heart,
a poisonous substance it had been;
for it burned straight through me,
towards you
I hesitate
when my cursed tears trail down my pained face
as I observe the dark force trailing behind you,
but yet you still don't notice
not even I, the cause of this
hidden catastrophe
I hesitated.

And at that moment I knew
that I wasn't going to live a life full of pain
not even sadness,
just pitiful longing
When I wished for you to notice me,
the shadow who looms in the darkness;
the one nobody understands
I expected more
but in reality,
you were just like me
Fate was yet to come,
and destiny was yet to be revealed
but patience was my greatest virtue,
and I was willing to have such an action
take control
Realization had hit
much like a subway train,
reaching quickly to its next destination
So as I stared at your retreating figure,
and your now emotionless face
I knew right then,
that I could do anything
to become the me
that I needed the most

 

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