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Oct 2020
I never thought much of the way
you asked me how my day was
every night
and when I'd say "fine"
you'd ask me again
and again
until I told you

I never thought much of the way
when you found out I was sick
you showed up at my door
an hour later
with a thermos full of soup

I never thought much of the way
we'd end every phone call with
I love you
even if you were on your way to pick me up

I never thought much of the way
we've never been
just friends

I never thought much of the way
I've been in love with you
long before I knew it
we've always been more
Written by
Alice  22/F/America
(22/F/America)   
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