Hope

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The more I stared, the more curious I became, the more I wanted so badly for you to look my way, and the more I wanted you to walk towards me. I kept thinking how wonderful it'd be for you to walk this way. So I watched, and watched, I realized you weren't alone, and it hurt me everytime you looked at her and smiled together, how close you were to her. It hurt me every single time, but I stayed, because the thought of you looking my way would be enough to keep me waiting.

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