I don't like you
I hate you
I love you
My stomach
Turns in a way I
Can't describe when
I think about you. It
Does not feel nice. It's
Been a week since we
Have talked. I still sit
Here and wait. I hope
It's not too long. I
Wonder if you still
Think of me. I hope
So. I hope your not
Abandoning me. And
You'll come back. I
Wonder if you still
Check on me. Please
Think of me.
Please don't forget
About me.
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