Still

Playing the pen through my fingers

Looking at it until its point kisses the paper
Somebody is watching me from the bleachers
I can sense that his stare is going deeper
Yet I remain not to look at him again
It will just made me ran to him and cry
Then force him again to do something insane
Teach his heart to love me again and never say goodbye.

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