Please

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i want you to touch me
    and get burned like i do
    when our hands brush together.

i want you to feel the arrow
    that pierces my chest
    when someone mentions my name.

i want your heart
    to jump when you see me
    like mine does when our eyes meet.

i want you to get flustered,
    taint your cheeks pink,
    flushed when we talk.

i want you
    to smile when you talk about me
    like i always do.

i want you to feel
    the things i do
because i’m tired of being the only one.

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