How I Wish You Knew (One-Shot)
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It’s CONFUSING or it’s COMPLICATED
Is my answer when someone asks me what’s wrong.
When I look at them together my eyes fill up with tears.
Got nothing to do but to let it go. Cause’ I love him so much.
And all I wish is that HE KNEW.
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