You keep looking down, I don’t know why.
You keep smiling shyly like some school girl in love, nibbling your fingers, avoiding my gaze.
I just don’t get it why.
You can’t get out a simple sentence when talking with me. You spit out incoherent syllables, words, seeming totally dense in my eyes.
I seem so far from you, aside, out of conversation
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