"Art book" 2

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You always managed to break something of mine, don't you?

Yet, just by you looking at me,
What you broke has been fixed.
And the pain I feel drifts away.
And my problems fade.

You are my happy place.

I get lost in your eyes, do you know that?
I need more of it.
They're like a drug.
I'm addicted to looking at them.
Every single time, every time I can, I look at you.
And when I can't see you, I find a way to.

You're strange. Do you know that?
I don't understand you.
Do you hate me? Do you love me? Do you not care at all?
What is it that you feel?
You're a mystery. I like that.

Sometimes I cry knowing I have no chance.
Sometimes I cry thinking you like her.
Sometimes the pain I feel is unbearable.

But you pluck those insecurities away.
Caring and delicately.

You're way out of my league.
I think so highly of you.
You're so smart. And admirable. And funny.
I love everything about you and I don't know why.

I love you so much and I don't know why.

I want to be with you and I don't know why.

Stop this, please?
Stop being so.. So cute. Stop doing this to me.
I don't want to love. I don't want to love you.
Because I don't deserve you.
So stop being like this. Stop making me like you.
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I'm glad I got that out of the way.
It was bothering me for a while.