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So many questions,



all about you,



all i want to know,



is the truth.



they all seem to begin with why,



my dreams and hopes soaring high,



in the day, and in the night,



sometimes i think if i don't know,



i'll cry.



what will i do then?



all i want is for this romance to begin,



why do i do this, to myself,



why do i keep waiting for that kiss?



i know it'll never come.



and yet i hope,



i dream on,



with you standing in the distance,



oblivious,



to this pain,



you're putting me through,



if you only knew.



yet somehow,



i think you do.



as you read this,



you'll know it's you.



somehow, someway,



someday,



you'll read this splash of words,



that drop just like my tears.



i feel like it's been years,



since life was normal.



without me hoping for that smile,



that special glance,



even for that first dance,



our romance.



look at what you've done!



you've turned me into Suess.



did i imagine that look in your eyes?



i know i must have.



and yet..



i still dare to dream.