I stare at her everyday,
When she stares back,
I look away.
But then I wonder,
Wonder why,
She even cares to see my eyes.
Why look my way,
If true what you say,
That now in time,
You no longer care for me.
Endless wonder,
As to why.
I still love you,
More then I.
You're on my mind,
No turning back,
No better mine.
Things have changed,
By things, that's you.
But yet I still have hope
From the certain things you do.

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