And then,
I felt your eyes on me after I kept mine on you.
I heard you whispering your mean songs, when you pass by me.
I seen you smiling to my blushing face.
I remember your fierce talks, which make me stammer.
And at those moments, I thought, I simply thought, you do care me. Or maybe, I guessed wrong. But yet, those are the moments where I'm most lively in my journey.
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