Why Now…

My heart skips a beat. My words don’t come as easily. I don’t know where to put my hands and feet, where are my eyes suppose to be.

I shuffle my papers in front of me. I occupy myself drawing and “spacing out”. I don’t know, really, what to do with myself.

I’ve never had this happen before. I’ve never was the jealous type. I was never one to be possessive, especially toward something that wasn’t mine.

None of this stuff happened to me before, before…so why now?

There’s a difference. There’s something special. It’s there. I know. But why?

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"The 'Earth' without 'art' is just 'eh'."
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