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It's funny. My life revolves around simple questions, with

It's funny.
My life revolves around simple questions, with simple answers.
Ones she should ask me, and ones I should ask her...
Yet I'm afraid of them.
Do you like me? -I would answer.
Do you love me?-I would answer.
Whose the other person you like?-I'd anwer.
But I don't now how to get it across to her that I'd answer her and get it over with,
if.she.just.asked.me.

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Emeline_Desires

posted December 3, 2011 at 12:01am UTC tagged with love

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