puppet on strings

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12:30 pm

the clocks ticking gets louder - louder!
      and my heart beats faster and faster.

       i see

                   h e r

   from a distance in the hallway.

her blonde hair slightly moves up and down like golden waves and her crystal blue eyes look back up at me.

i freeze in my spot like ice,
     but every time i take even the
      quickest look at you  i  m e l t.

i can't comprehend how you do it,

how you make my knees weak, make my body melt, my heart pound, my hands shake and my mind twirl like a tornado.

           my feelings are pulled around like

    i'm a puppet on strings -

          with you controlling me.

intoxicated // poetry || 01Waar verhalen tot leven komen. Ontdek het nu