everyone around me can't seem to keep up.
wind blows my hair around.
I don't care if it gets messy
what i really want is for you
to call me
tell me secrets.
feed my mind.
until i'm free from your thoughts
but i don't think thats going to happen.
unless you bite on what i'm consistently throwing your way.
Throwing everyones way.
I'm closing my eyes and
silently scattering my dreams,
aspirations and wishes out into the
blank universe.
waiting so impatiently to see what comes tugging back at me.
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