Distracted

Distracted myself all day but couldn’t stop thinking
Every conversation running like water over me
Every dream I ever had, every vision, every reading
I don’t mean a thing but she, why her tears are my anxiety

I want to chase her away, like a nuisance, a lost dog
Inside I know her to be just my type
Infatuated, obsessive, clingy, clearly devoted
But I won’t pretend to be someone I ain’t I won’t lie

My code of honour, honesty and integrity prevents me
The words said twist like fabric falling lose
Just as her hair when the pins removed, flowing free
Why is my soul so twisted up inside

And every word I type is in hesitancy
Will this be another poem I delete? wipe away
As I would all the shattered dreams in the past
Or will I cave and plead her once more stay

Even though it causes us both unnecessary agony
I am a shade, a whisper, a false dream I said
Yet the song this bard sings is hollow, empty
If the words do not resonate, Anika Sora be free

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