Everytime i see you ,
Its strange that, how i find a part of myself in you
Its strange how fast my heart skips a beat as the closer you
drew
And how difficult it is to sleep that night without thinking
about you...
Everytime, i talk to you
Its strange that, how you get to feel my feelings
Its strange how your voice become one of my favourite song
And how difficult it is to add your voice to my heart’s
playlist when you are gone...
Everytime, i think about you
Its strange that, how badly i am attracted to you, knowing i
wont get love from you
Its strange how my pen itself bleed feelings for you
And how difficult it is to stop loving you....
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