oh but you know how I feel about you
how you make me nealy unconscious when your body touches mine by accident
how I've stared at you for hours and hours and still not managed to find out what it is that makes you so extraordinair.
how listening to you make me fly away with a smile.
How your smiles make me cry because they mean so much less than I want them to.
Oh, but you know, don't you? that for each time you're nice to me I only like you more.
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