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she sits besides me

yet she doesn't notices

all the stolen glances

and the quick looks i  took

i know who she is

i know what she likes

and it's not me

she like girls

and i would never be that.

but i don't care

because she still managed 

to worm her way to my mind

and i would let her

over 

and 

over 

again.

because i feel for her.

i really like her. 



*obviously the guy's pov*



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