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I hate it that he can't be mine,
That she has him,
That I can't love him like I should,
That I can't love him like I want to,
Who knew it would be him,
With his skater appearance and crazy ways,
But that is what intrigues me,
Drawing me closer and closer to him,
I attempt to stop,
Knowing it might hurt the other people around me,
But the harder I try,
The farther I am pulled in,
Pulled to your deep blue eyes,
Your gentle hand,
And easy fun filled life,
Why do you ask?
I don't know,
Because,
If Common Sense had a play in this,
I would assume I wouldn't be anywhere near you,
But it isn't,
And I can say..
I really do like you.
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