pbnjellyfish
My love for you is cyclical. I'll find myself tugged into your orbit, enticed by your natural gravity, but when I get too close, I find myself burnt. I'll distance myself, but your gravity will always pull me back in. Like the moon around the Earth, or the Earth around the Sun, I find myself unable to keep away.
I am so attuned to his presence. Every move he makes, every breath he takes, sends ripples through the atoms of my being. When I see the blonde figure in the blue hoodie out of the corner of my eye, I know it's him, I can feel it. I pretend not to, pretend to be surprised when he 'scares' me by sneaking up from behind. I allow myself to be swept up, to swoon in this manner, because when I'm so focused on his presence, and he so focused on mine, it's hard to do anything but.
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