Which was it?

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Sometimes a smile from her is enough to fill my day.
Sometimes, it takes a flick of a finger to scare me away.
Maybe I am the type who just doesn't know when to go away.

I was a bit of a sucker for love.
More on a lover of hearts.
I once got caught by her sneaking on the window pane of her car.
And most times window sills of her neighbor's house.
She might have glance back to see it clearly it was me                                                                                   but she was too late, to slow, to weak to face my reaction

What could be my hidden intention?
She could spot me right away but I would dispersed quickly as I appeared.

Maybe I was just there but on different place,
Maybe the time spend was longer, so I had a chance to waste some more
Maybe I reared the car in U turn to spy on her again.
Maybe I get to see her cry in tears if I saw her with other guys or
Scared enough she would push me away when seeing me on my weakest state.

One thing was certain, she
don't doubt my pride of visiting.
Sometimes her instinct would settle on annoyance.
She said I was like a stray dog
looking for his owner.
My pride got hurt a little inside but still, I don't mind. 

She never said goodbye
when I walk out of the door
But I never said a hi, made a small talk to let her know I was
interested at all.

That's probably why I couldn't
be with her afterall.

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