February 5, 2012
Everytime I see your face,
I wince and feel like I'm gonna' cry.
not because of horror,
but because I can't understand why.
I see you in the halls,
you smile at me during lunch.
I just don't get,
how you can keep my thoughts in a bunch.
I like you,
I wish you'd like me too.
Until my dreams come true,
I must suffer alone,
All, without you.

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