During my time here,
Our conversations are cherished most.
Yet, they leave me wondering,
Over whether there's another meaning behind your gaze,
Unsure if they reflect the same feelings.
Laughs, smiles, and gestures,
Is it all in my head?
Key to my heart,
Exists in you.
Maybe someday,
Everything will work in our favor.
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