The questions I dare not ask

Does your hear beat as fast?
Do you think of our brief past?
Do your knees knock at the sight of me?
Do you ever doubt the me you see?

Then why do I feel like a heart attack?
Why do I catch myself looking back?
Why cant I keep myself still when I'm with you?
Why do I keep seeing you when I never do?

I ask all the questions that I never do.
I hear all the words I want from you.

The End

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