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Writing poems...
Feeling everything so deeply...
All of the pages that I've written
in different genres of books
I never thought I'd feel
in love with anything other than literature
And then, you fucking came along.
You just had to come along.
But, you see... you confuse me.
Are you kind to me? Or
Are you kind to everybody?
Do you like hugging me? Or
Do you like just hugs?
Do you care for me? Or
Do you care for everyone?
Is it because of him? Or
Is it just me?
Do you like me? Or
Is it just me?
Do you feel the same? Or
Is it just me?
Do you need a friend? Or
Do you need me?
Please tell.
Like me or not,
I don't care.
I just need to know.
I want to know.
This is the first time I have felt
this way about someone.
I'm not gonna deny it.
It's a raw feeling
and I hate it.
