all it takes is a two sentence message from you and I'm back, back there with you and thinking about you like that and adoring you.
Any tiny sign of interest and I'm hooked.
I harbour no delusions that you reciprocate. I think instead, oh how kind, how lovely, how I adore you for being that.
But I know that your feelings aren't that level.
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