50. Let My Eyes Speak What My Mouth Can't

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I love the way he looks at me
especially when we lay down
on the floor, staring at the sky
getting so philosophical
in our conversations

and I would look over at him
and he would look over at me
and it was 3PM, but I could swear
night had already fallen
because I was seeing all the stars in his eyes

I hope he thought it was night time too

-mine

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