Through your peripheral did you notice
my struggles maintaining focus
on any distraction I could find
when your attention was not mine?
See I could watch you in them jeans
move to The Blues swaying that thang
to those bass grooves and guitar twangs
like you were food feeding my soul…
Yet, I tried to mask the loss of my control
over my feelings
and hide my stolen glances at your thighs.
Was I caught stealing?
I’m sure the other matrons
have suspicions; I can’t give them
confirmation
like that somehow makes a difference.
Still, I played my position
while I harbored wayward thoughts.
Yes, discretion was my mission
yet, I wonder if you caught
me wanting you like I was 21 again.
I can’t act grown with you around
So I pretend as if I am…
-HymnAgen
“…Too real is this feeling of make believe.
Too real when I feel what my heart can't conceal
Ooh Ooh yes, I'm the great pretender.”
Too real when I feel what my heart can't conceal
Ooh Ooh yes, I'm the great pretender.”
- The Platters
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