As night falls and you sleep im left to think to myself, what does she want me to do? I know i love her, hell i probably live for her, but she makes it so difficult to tell. If i never know what she wants how does she know i like her? Does she know i like her? Does she like me? Will i ever be able to show my love for her? I think about these as i fade into a dream-world. Endless fathomless pits approach as i fall further into the mind.
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We say Goodnight
Short StoryI really really love this girl but she has a boyfriend so i cant tell her how i feel so i write it down instead.
