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How is it possible that every time he smiles I fall for him even more?
Staring at his million pictures all day, and looking for new ones at night is my new favourite hobby.
I like to hear him speak, hear him sing, hear his husky voice, even if I don't get a word he says.
It doesn't matter if he doesn't know that I exist, I still admire him like the stars admire the moon.
I sometimes am jealous of the people around him, since I'm so far away but my love doesn't fade away, not even a bit.
I proudly say he's mine, he is, he is just not aware of it yet.
Yes, I am a fangirl and I do lots of weird stuff, like writing this verse.
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A\N: I am sorry if you don't like this one. I am just fangirling you see. And its dedicated to every girl who admires a celeb, an artist, anyone!
Don't we at one point feel this? I certainly do!
So here's a ramble again!
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Rambling of an Introvert
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