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Preoccupied Mind

My mind is preoccupied thinking about
what could have been. You constantly take
over my thoughts again and again.

Why can't I think of anything else? I
try and try but fail and I just can't help
myself.

I can't seem to finish the most simplest tasks.
My true feelings for you are what I'm trying
hard to mask.

Truthfully speaking I wish I didn't think of
you so much. But I find myself daydreaming
about your conversation and right down to your
touch.

Get out of my mind and let me be free.
I have to stop, because I know you don't
sit up all day and think about me.

I catch myself wondering when will I see you
again. And then reality sinks in and I remind
myself that we are just friends.

Never crossing the line between friendship and
being lovers. I know we will never share our bodies
deep under the covers.

Peace in my thoughts is what I'm trying to find.
But I know I will be stuck with me, myself and my
preoccupied mind.

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