Dear Richylle,
I think about you everyday,
I always keep on planning what to say.
You dont have any idea nor clue,
how much I've been thinking of you.
Everytime you look at me
My world stops and it freezes me terribly.
It might not be the right time to tell you this,
I like you, Please be with me.
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