Watch out when you're with somebody, because everyone else is watching. How you look at her and how she looks back at you. Your embrace will never be hidden even when you would want it to be. We will always guess our best what is happening. Do you think she is something special? Do you treat her like everybody else? What makes her different; what brings that warmth in living? Is this something righteous? Do you know where this is heading? Because we must know, we must find out! Can we celebrate with the living or is it the dead that we are missing? How long can we keep this up, how long till we confess our love? To confess her love? To confess his love? Does it always end in a mutual kiss with someone else looking in?...tell me about truth is. Don't you hate it when they don't love you in the beginning but in the ending they do? Why is it that it never happens to both at the same time? Truth is I love it when you flatter me, when you're near me, when I make you smile. I want to be more than just a name, more than just the same. Come back. You weren't planning on coming back, that is why you said I love you. Love is like going back to kindergarden for me. Fun, exciting and new sites to see. Be careful to not take someone else's seat. Where a child always screams "YOU'RE MY BEST FRIEND". No such thing as old love; once loved always loved...even in the mist of pain and forgetfulness. All things giving me more reason to press forward, move on, and shove the present in the past.
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