Yearning

I saw you today. down by our yellow room, with the your nice blue sweater against the dull walls. People were watching, some in anticipation, but I didn't care for their opinion regarding what I did next. I took a deep breath, and asked you a question out of sincerity and within it hid a confession of my emotions. People laughed and the camera rolled, you brushed it off with as much sacarsism as you thought I meant it with. You brushed it off. You brushed me off.

Sometimes,
I just wish i could hold you by your shoulders,
And scream (just scream) into your heart
the intense thoughts I have, My wishes,
My fantasies, my yearnings, my care.
Sometimes I wish I could scream it all out.
But, sometimes,
I'm glad you ignore me and pretend nothing
at all could ruin our friendship.

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