him

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something about him
i can't forget
for him to like me is a myth
what was it exactly?
his style, his smile, his aura that shines?

his nose, his lips, everytime he grins
his face, his veins, his jaw when it's clenched
his eyes that attracts, his little insecurity disappears
nothing to blame on me
if i say that i do like him

a man to be loved for eternity
a man who taught me how it feels-
to like someone so dearly
to like myself because of him
him; to make my teen life a dream











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