Dear.,
I wonder,
Do you ever stare at me,
like I do at you?
Do you ever think about me,
the way I think about you?
Do you ever wonder,
what I'm wondering right now?
Do you ever want something with me,
the way I want it with you?
Do you ever do it all,
like I do it too?
I don't know.
There are so much things I don't know.
And I don't know wether to hate it,
or like it.
I don't know, if I should write the things I wanna tell,
I don't know if I should not do that.
Unknown.
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