He doesn't know what he does to me when he walks in the room. He doesn't know how much I think about him on a dailey. He doesn't know how powerful his opinion of me is. He doesn't know these things because I don't tell or hint at these things. Because if he knew what he does to me I might just loose him.
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My Temporary Happiness
PoetryPretty much this is going to be my feeling and things I just think I need to write about in my life. If you are reading my book thank you and Stay Strong.
