I have a class with you-
one every day.
I look at you sometimes...and sometimes
you look back.
You know my name
you know my kiss
you know my tears
but you don't know this.
Sometimes I dream of you
and bring your name up
whenever I possibly can.
Sometimes you make me cry
and you'll never know it.
Sometimes I want to kiss you.
Sometimes I just want to say hi.
Sometimes I just wish you weren't there.
Do you know who you are?
 
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