Worthy moments

Lasting an eternity

Stroked of expressions because you don’t fully express yourself

Moments with you are strong moments

Tempered concentration on your deep, beautiful eyes

They tell me a lot and tell me nothing at the same time

I can read you like a book, but my past experiences clouds those pages

I see your imperfections clear

But when my vision is unclear, they seem to be at distance

Sometimes your intentions are blurry

And other times they are super specific

You’re hitting me with subliminal messages

I’m good at reading but I guess I’ve crossed a limit

I believe you yet I’m always thinking suspiciously

I study all your strategies

I want it to be a reality

But in my head, it’s all tragedies

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