Wonder
I wonder
I wonder if he knows
Knows that he is always running through my head
That he is the one I’m thinking of
The one who knows but rejects
I wonder if knows how much it hurts
I wonder if he hurts to
I wonder if he thinks of me
Because while I’m laying in bed thinking of him
He is not thinking of me
I just wonder what it like to not be hurt
What it’s like to be okay
But all I can ever do is wonder
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