hitting just the right notes
Strum the chords of my soul
in silent whispers.
I've built my walls so high
that no one could climb over,
yet you managed to crumble them
with one look, one word, one silence.
I fear that I dream too much;
you nudge me on softly
not trying to change me into being the one that you want
instead, letting me know that I already am.
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