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Not really "4" you
You dont have to respond... But I love you
I can't make sense of it. I don't know what to do
To scared to make a move and look like a fool
To nervous and nerdy to play this off cool
I know your smiling as your eyes read this
And even though we never met it's you I miss
Feeling like an absolute idiot with no relative thoughts
To write this was a self battle something well fought
I write on, in this poem of love I continue
Only after it was to late I realized it wasn't you
How love plays us in such cruel and undesirable ways
Ill continue to write and love and hope for that special day
I can't make sense of it. I don't know what to do
To scared to make a move and look like a fool
To nervous and nerdy to play this off cool
I know your smiling as your eyes read this
And even though we never met it's you I miss
Feeling like an absolute idiot with no relative thoughts
To write this was a self battle something well fought
I write on, in this poem of love I continue
Only after it was to late I realized it wasn't you
How love plays us in such cruel and undesirable ways
Ill continue to write and love and hope for that special day
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