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[tideru]

A feeling strikes me when I see your face,
And a thought of understanding--
Until a moment later, confusion hits.
I'm writing this as I'm picturing you,
In my mind, always in my mind.
(It's like you've pitched a tent in there.)
A mystery. (A cliché?)
But it's odd to me,
As I'm not fighting it.
These feelings may pass in time
But right now,
They're here as you're here.
Though you'll never know,
Because we've been through this,
More than once.