Its the way you make me feel,
i want to know that it is real,
my friends tell me it's just a phase,
thats kept me quiet all these days,
if it's true,
thats thanks to you,
and i dont know why,
but you make me cry,
every night when i get the fright,
that you will never be with me forever,
it's just so sad,
and makes me mad,
i guess im in love,
which shows all the above.
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