I walk down the halls minding my own,
You look at me I look at the ground,
I cant look at you not for a second,
Might still love you but i cant beckon,
I know you still feel for me,
But I cant stand to see,
how you pain for me while i hold his hand,
We fought that yesterday and it is so,
Why cant you see that although i do,
I cant love you.
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