Closely watching every move, every gesture. I look and see the eyes, the lips, the smile that enslaves me. What is he waiting for? Why did I wait to tell him the secrets that lie within my heart? Are my dreams just stupid Scribbler dreams? Understanding the fact that I have to wait brings me pain and heartache. Those thoughts will be imprinted vividly in my mind.
Irish Clover Community Member 
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