don't smile, don't laugh.
don't look at me.
in fact, don't glance in my direction at all.
don't walk, don't run, don't sit next to me on the couch.
don't turn around and see if i'm behind you.
don't talk to me, don't text me, don't call me on the phone, don't snapchat or dm me.
ever.
don't run your hands through your hair.
don't furrow your eyebrows when you're confused.
don't wink at me.
don't fall asleep next to me.
don't stare at me and grin when i stick my tongue out in concentration.
in fact, don't pay attention to me when i'm talking or laughing or anything.
do not touch me. for any reason whatsoever.
don't ask me who i'm texting.
don't ask me how i'm doing. especially don't care when i answer.
don't tell me you're always here for me, and especially don't tell me how much i mean to you.
don't hug me.
don't hold me when i cry and, oh please, don't tell me that it's gonna be okay.
do not tell me that i'm your best friend.
and most of all, don't tell me that you love me, because i'm in love with you and that's way, way different.
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stupid poems about love.
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