Is this fatal?

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I'm so sick
I finally understand lovesick
I'm sick of wondering
I'm sick of averting my gaze if I look too long
I'm sick of pretending you do not mean as much as you do to me
I'm sick of be so curious
I'm sick of waiting
I'm sick of wanting to be with you every minute
I'm sick of being so vulnerable
I'm sick of the possibility of appearing desperate
I'm sick of thinking you'll leave me
I'm sick of acting different in front of everyone
I'm sick of keeping it to myself
I'm sick of the world not knowing that you are my axis
I'm sick of the short seconds I see you
I'm sick of the pointless playful banter
I'm sick of not talking about how lovely you are to everyone
I'm so sick over you
I'm sick with your love
But I fucking love every second.

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