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Oct 2012
I wish I was saying this to you in person.
Looking into your eyes and just seeing you.
Do you want to see me?

I wish I didn't think of you so much, but I do.
I know things are complicated, but I can't stop thinking about you.
Do you think of me?

I want to kiss you again so badly.
I want to do so many things to you.
Do you want me?

More than anything, I want to hear your voice.

I relive that night when you told me how you felt about me.
I can't get it out of my mind.
I've tried.
I've tried really hard.

I am not sure what it is about you.
I haven't felt this way in years, and years, and years.
So what have you done to me?

And why did you give yourself away and then pull back?

You told me now you felt about me.
You called me the next day and told me you wished the night wouldn't have ended.
What would have happened?
Why did I go?
I regret it every day.
Because I would have had the answer.

Then we didn't talk.

And then we did.
And we flirted.
And we kissed.
And I fell harder.
And I thought about you more
Despite all the complicated things going on for us.

And still I think of you.
Do you think of me?
Do you dream of being with me?
Do you long for the moments alone together?

What are you thinking?
Do you still feel the way about me that you told me you did?

I carry the thought of you in my heart and my mind every day.
I just want to be with you.
And even though I know it will probably be just once,  I just want to.
Just once?

All I want to do is tell you what I want to do with you when we're alone.
We would have so much fun together.
I can hardly breathe when I think about it.

Will you and I find a way to get together?
Should I ever be with you?
Will you ever tell me how you feel again?

Will my life ever be the same?
Written by
Dazed and Confused
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