Alone in my room,
All i can think about is you,
Is is because I am obsessed?
Or, just because you could careless about me,
Your negativity,
makes me want you even more,
Digging deep in your soul,
I find a soft spot,
Where flowers and candy appear,
And romantic love letters,
that start with 'dear...'
Who'd ever think,
The boy I crave for,
Am living for,
Will die for,
Loves me too.

 
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