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We could have a conversation but nothing, no connection, no spark.
In the same room, you were mysterious, gorgeous, intimidating and dark,
Wanting something so bad, turned sour, cold and uninviting.
To tell you I feel, many times I wanted; many times I nearly gave it you in writing,
Your words, your voice your presence, you took many things including my heart.
Everything you are, were and can be, I see myself, and you were such an art,
When you weren't there, I would be lost inside,
But still kept face, my emotion I had to hide,
I just wanted to know you. Near or far,
In a universe full of people, you were my mysterious star,
One day I will see you again, when that day comes,
You will never know, you will never be stunned,
We could have a conversation but nothing, no connection, no spark.
In the same room you will be mysterious, gorgeous, intimidating and dark.