All in my mind
Did you know you make my brain hurt when you aren't even there?
This power you have, just doesn't seem fair.
I know I made it all up in my head, and I guess that is fine.
But then I am still left wondering if it was all really just in my mind.
Did you not smile when I smiled at you?
Ya, I guess you are right, that was the nice thing to do.
But didn't you smile, when you caught me stare?
Well, ya, I suppose you didn't think I was staring at you.
Didn't you laugh when I told you the story?
I could go on like this for days, but I suppose I will have to just resign it to the memory of past days, and forgive myself for it all just being in my mind.
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