The lingering question kept me up: 2am, who do you love? I wonder till I'm wide awake. Now I'm pacing back and forth, wishing you were at my door: I'd open up and you would say I was enchanted to meet you. This is me praying that this was the very first page, not where the story line ends. My thoughts will echo your name until I see you again. These are the words I held back as I was leaving too soon: I was enchanted to meet you (please don't be in love with someone else, please don't have somebody waiting on you)
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