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They tell me my expectations are unrealistic and high,
When all I want is someone smiling whenever I pass by.
Someone who brings me colours, be it petals or leaves,
Someone to write letters to, not wearing his heart on sleeves.

Is it too much to ask for, the one who thinks beyond fame?
Someone who tries to write a poem and ends up writing your name.
Someone who picks up your broken hair ties and steals them away.
Someone leaving your notebook with anonymous messages everyday.

-Jessica Kour.

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