Thoughts of him are incessantly on my mind,
thinking about him I lose track of time.
Oh! How I wish he's hold me close,
but my feelings for him he doesn't even know.
I pretend I'm alright with us being friends,
because I have only one relationship with him which I don't want to end.
Many of my friends, they tell me he loves me too,
but why wouldn't he confess it if that was true?
Oh God, please just spare me the heartbreak shit,
please just tell me, what kind of love is it?
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