As I sit in this room
alone, again
but no matter
for I know he is thinking of me,
and I of him
I suppose this is what love feels like,
this warm feeling
and your heart pounding,
just at the very though of him
is there anything better?
I wonder,
sometimes loves seems more
like a hurtful weapon
than a cure
for lonelyness,
is this,
I wonder,
really worth it?
should I risk gettin hurt?
yet I will try,
and hopefully
this will be true love
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