Knowing
I know you,
but do you know me?
When I look at you
I want to tell you.
But, what would you say?
I know what I would say
I love you,
you know.
When I see you
I want you to know
I need you to know.
But at what expense is that?
I guess no one will know
because just knowing
is enough to make
me painless,
free.
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