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You: I can't explain this feeling. I love you. |
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I like you. |
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I *thought* you were different |
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The [world] will tell *you* who you are |
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I (really) hope you make up your mind [soon] because I'm *not sure* how much {more} I can take |
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I act like nothings wrong, like I've never been hurt at all. I smile like there's no pain, like I don't sometimes feel like crying. I love like I've never been hurt because that's the only thing I can do. |
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When it comes to *love* the [only] question (always) left unanswered is {why?} |
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Just so you (know) |
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(Everytime) I see you .smile. |
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The guy that I like told me this in the hallway at school the other day. It made me laugh. |