Love

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When you smile,

The stars light up.

When I smile,

people ask me if I'm okay.

When you talk to someone,

They laugh and joke with you.

When I talk to someone,

They ignore me in favour of someone else.

So is this love,

Impossible?

Or is this going t  be a clichè love story,

With us on opposite poles?

Or maybe, we'll make it.

Maybe,

We'll find a way.

A way to avoid all the

overbearing parents,

dissing girlfriends,

happy couples,

and depression.

Maybe, we'll even find each other.

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