Those feelings don't have to be anything other than what I want them to be.
But I have yet to know what I truly want.
You like me but I've yet to decide if that's a good or bad thing.
I hate to be this wishy washy,
not knowing where we stand.
And I'm the one who placed us there, on that thin line.
I can feel you easing closer into my cracks
and I'm letting myself open up to you.
Even though I don't know you yet.
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