Something enters my mind,
That I'll pretend i don't know how to play that game of mind
But I think and realize
It's not a good thing
So I better stop assuming..
Everytime I saw His face
I'm waiting for His smile to come out in His face
I can't even move everytime He stares
I am thinking about Him even I'm walking down the stairs.
May 15, 2015
May 15, 2015 at 10:26 PM UTC
Something enters my mind,
That I'll pretend i don't know how to play that game of mind
But I think and realize
It's not a good thing
So I better stop assuming..
Everytime I saw His face
I'm waiting for His smile to come out in His face
I can't even move everytime He stares
I am thinking about Him even I'm walking down the stairs.
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