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How am I supposed to tell you how I feel when I look at you and can't get a word out?
With those curls hanging down over coffee-colored eyes and the way you look at me,
how do I even begin to untie my tongue?
My mind is all TV static and buffering signs,
self-edits of every thought to the point of self-censorship because the thoughts that do form are cliches.
Maybe I should find a way to show you the things I can't say,
but would that translate right for you?
Would you get the message through the subtext?
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Comments (2)
Probably not. I'm autistic. That having been said, you've captured my approach to relationships quite nicely.
I love this story. So clever, clear, visual!