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And how will i feel when you leave in three months Perhaps to another town, state, country even I wouldn’t know We never talk Its sad that ive wasted the last two years Right next to you But blind Its sad that it was only a couple weeks ago When i first saw When i saw you walk down the hall And thought to myself Oh my And its sad that i will go my whole life without ever talking to you Without ever getting to know Whats behind that guarded smile Or that instagram profile Perhaps we’ll meet a decade from now You will see me And you will think to yourself Oh my And i will finally get to know You
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Feb 3, 2025
Feb 3, 2025 at 10:35 PM UTC
The shortest three months
And how will i feel when you leave in three months Perhaps to another town, state, country even I wouldn’t know We never talk Its sad that ive wasted the last two years Right next to you But blind Its sad that it was only a couple weeks ago When i first saw When i saw you walk down the hall And thought to myself Oh my And its sad that i will go my whole life without ever talking to you Without ever getting to know Whats behind that guarded smile Or that instagram profile Perhaps we’ll meet a decade from now You will see me And you will think to yourself Oh my And i will finally get to know You
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Feb 3, 2025
Feb 3, 2025 at 10:35 PM UTC
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