I want to call you
and hear your voice,
your laugh,
your thoughts
echoed by mine,
smiles forming between words
a different kind of happy
but I’m scared
to let my guard down
and I’m afraid
of coming on too strong
and I’m worried
that I’ll mess things up
before they even have
a chance to start
but I’m hopeful…
hopelessly hopeful
that you’re just like me
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