To be honest…

You think you own me…

You think you know me…

 

I think you don’t even own me heart…

Which is a cold stone…

 

I think you don’t even know my biggest love…

Which is literature…

 

You think I am yours…

Well… let me tell you that this is just not true…

 

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Do you think about me?

Sometimes…

When I’m alone…

I think about you…

Sometimes…

When I’m alone…

I search for your contact in my phone…

Sometimes…

When I’m alone…

I walk to your house…

But I never shout out your name…

Call you…

Or ring the bell…

Because I’m scared…

Scared of you…

Scared of you not wanting me…

 

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