When you look at me

I tell myself that it’s impossible,
I tell myself that we are not meant for each other,
I tell myself that it is only I who feels this way not you,
I tell myself I am not the kind of girl who could give you what you need,
I tell myself there is no future for me with you,
I tell myself you don’t want me,
I tell myself, I tell myself, I tell myself . . .

And then you look at me,
And then you smile at me,
And then you laugh.

With your laughter my whole being trembles,
With your laughter my thoughts melt,
With your laughter my dreams become possible.

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