Crushed

If I’m not looking at you
It doesn’t mean I don’t see you
If I’m not smiling
Whenever I see you
It doesn’t mean I’m not tickled
By your presence, watching over you
My heart flutters verily
Every time our eyes met
Pounding when I hear your voice
Your laugh the wind whispers on me
It heals my broken heart
That pumped tears
When you look at her
But I am still grateful
It’s beating because of you…

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