
Oh I am a yearner. I yearn for you in the most human way possible.
I yearn for the thoughts that keep running in your mind.
I yearn for your eyes that laugh at every joke I say.
I yearn for how you scold yourself when I say a flirtatious line.
I yearn to share with you every details of my day.
I yearn to make you crazy with love just as how much you drive me mad.
But it’s time that I stop.
It’s time I stop thinking of running to you whenever I discover something amusing in a museum.
Stop thinking of you whenever I stumble upon a line in a book.
Did I ever waste your time?
Did I ever bore you?
You do not feel as deeply and that’s the tragedy.
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