NNM: scribbles

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There were nights that all I can think of is you, your laughter and your voice.

Days where I have nothing on my mind but the contagious smile you gave on our random talk.

I can't seem to understand
what part of this is love,

Is it the part where I lean
on meeting you more

Or was it when I can't
wait to hear your voice
again even after meeting
just a few hours ago.

Or was it the cold shoulder
I gave when I was a
little hmmm jealous
is the fitting word.
But I was unsure if I
wanted a divided attention
from you.

You're all I can think of and as cliché as it sounds, I just can't get you out of my mind.

I might be getting crazy but I want to confirm, do I really like you?

~ ugly writings at the back of her notebook ~

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