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Every time I see you
I spark up a little
And I'm really not supposed to

I can't miss you
Cause we haven't been together
But somehow, I still do

I wanna love you a bit more every day
And it's quite a killer,
Knowing that you don't wanna stay

I want you, you don't want me
That's the way things are
And how they'll always be.

Not telling you is fine,
I've dealt with that for ages.
But I still want you to be mine.

I'm suprised you still don't know by now.
That you don't see that I want you.
So I have to ask you one question; How?
A poem every day

How can I love you when I love everything else already?

— The End —