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Never ending cycle
Every time I walk into a room, I always seem to scan it to see if you're in there.
Every time my phone rings, there's always a part of me that never stops hoping that one day it'll finally be you again.
Your name is so common and whenever I hear someone say it, my eyes light up and I think that they're talking about you.. Until I realize that it wouldn't even be possible.
I always seem to catch myself staring at a person for a long period of time because from behind I think that it's you.
Why....It's been two years basically, why am I still thinking about you every time I see the smallest thing that resembles you.
When will this finally stop.
Every time my phone rings, there's always a part of me that never stops hoping that one day it'll finally be you again.
Your name is so common and whenever I hear someone say it, my eyes light up and I think that they're talking about you.. Until I realize that it wouldn't even be possible.
I always seem to catch myself staring at a person for a long period of time because from behind I think that it's you.
Why....It's been two years basically, why am I still thinking about you every time I see the smallest thing that resembles you.
When will this finally stop.
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