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Every single time I think,
I slightly tilt my head and sigh.
I wonder what you're doing,
Then sneakily look with my eyes
...

Drip, drop, drip, drop
Tapping at my window pane.
Falling, falling, falling
Never did it stop.
...

Alone I was waiting,
Waiting for your return
Empty as ever
My heart began to burn
...

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Every single time I think,
I slightly tilt my head and sigh.
I wonder what you're doing,
Then sneakily look with my eyes

I quickly turn back, as if there were nothing,
But deep inside, I feel butterflies tingling.

I imagine, I dream, I assume
Hoping that your true self would bloom.
I ponder all thoughts, and the impossible too,
Waiting and listening just for you.


(11/19/13)

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