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My Realization




No matter how many times I try to forget about you or try to ignore the feelings that keep me up late into the night, you manage to squeeze yourself back into my heart. I've tried walking away and looking at other guys, but none of them are nearly as special as you. My heart beats for you and you only. I might as well face up to the fact that my heart belongs to you-someone who doesn't seem to want it.

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