With me
It started with one look.
Hazel eyes, deep with thought, met mine.
Since then, I knew it was a sign.
I tried to ignore it.
I never thought that'd be all it took.
God knows what you did,
But I think I like it.
I didn't mean to fall for you,
But we'd look better as two.
I want for the whole world to see,
That you'd look so much better with me.
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