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Why were you so immature about it? I hate that you always linger in my mind, As I doze off and my thoughts flow through time. I don’t want you back, nor do I want to rewind; Only time has shown what was meant to be. But why do I want you when you despise me? Is it crazy of me to say that I miss you? Or did I simply believe our love was true? Just reach out I promise I will be here. I feel it in my heart when you drop a tear. I yearned for you so much Not for lust or sexual touch, But for your warm laughter and your sweet face. I thought this wasn't a competition or a race. I thought you liked me, or wanted me at least, But you heard my feelings and thought they were "cap."
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