how is it that one boy
can occupy your mind
for weeks and months
he'll never leave
be there where evere you go
so much so you cant work
think or play with out him there
and yet
he may never know you
never think of you
never see how you feel
and yet you love him still
you would do his every will
if he'd just look your way
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I would like to translate this poem