clueless

by letterzee

it’s you

and me

and the crowd

of course, you don’t know

and neither do they

just me.

I walk a pace slower

with you ahead of me

and I stare at your back

and how tall you look from my view;

I smile

out of my foolishness

and at how love

can make you hurt

and laugh

with the shallowest things.

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