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I look at him, his eyes, his nose, his mouth and even his messy hair. It’s everything that speaks to me. The way he makes me laugh, the way my stomach turns when I see his face, the way my ears tinkle when they hear his voice, the way that I dream about his hand holding mine. It’s all soo, soo weird that I can’t describe it.
It’s weird feeling like this again, I know there are risks and I know I shouldn’t do this again. I know my heart will get hurt again if I go true with this but still, I can’t stop talking with him. I can’t stop watching him, studying him, asking myself what’s going on in his mind and wondering why I keep making the same mistakes? Questions going on in my mind, questions that keep going on in my mind.
Questions…
It’s weird feeling like this again, I know there are risks and I know I shouldn’t do this again. I know my heart will get hurt again if I go true with this but still, I can’t stop talking with him. I can’t stop watching him, studying him, asking myself what’s going on in his mind and wondering why I keep making the same mistakes? Questions going on in my mind, questions that keep going on in my mind.
Questions…
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