realization

i look and stare in awe
taking him in
like the hundreds in the crowd
but i don't want him
i don't want to kiss him
i don't want to sleep with him
i don't want to have his baby
i don't want to be him
i want to be where he stands
on that stage
pressing that guitar against my body
gliding my fingers on the strings
caressing my instrument
getting lost in the sound waves
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