all I wanted was for you to love me
I know you did in your own way
but what I wanted was for you to think of me during the day
for you to send me flowers or chocolate
not only because I asked for it
for you to hold my hand, and kiss my forehead
for you to send sweet texts, and not just goodmorning or goodnight
for you to listen to my deepest thoughts, and not get bored
all I wanted was for you to love me, and show it

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