your realization of me.
That I don't make sense,
That I don't know what I want,
And that you can't figure me out.
You realize there is apart of me missing,
something i'm not telling you.
My signals confuse you,
But how did you know?
I never realized that you were paying attention.
Your the only one who notices,
The only one in the world.
And I love you...
So what is holding me back from spilling?
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