In Hiding

What else can I
do?
Except fall in love
with you.

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I looked at the coffee
mug with the stain
of your lips
and remembered that
I miss you.

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I want to set you free.
It's just that
I don't have any time for it.

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I hid my heart in a crowd
of words.
Your eyebrows made a distinct
pattern.

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I don't want you to know me.
Then you'll know the hurricane
building in my heart, the
terrible loneliness of my soul,
the sadness wreathing my smiles and
the reason for the lines
on my face.

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You need to find my truth
among the fancy words I intricately
knit together.
You can.
That's probably why you
love me.