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I see you, you don't see me.
I watch you, you don't watch me.
I love you, think of you,
but you don't know that I exist.
I examine you, seeing your perfect arms and legs,
delicate hands, and perfect features, 
formed into the haughty expression you wear as a shield.
I don't care, just watch you, wondering if I'll ever have you,
lying on my bed, sitting in my room, being with me,
and know it wont come to pass.
I wonder if you dream of me as I do you,
but know that you don't, and you don't,
but I keep dreaming, keep watching,
keep loving, keep yearning after you - the object of my affections.

But I know it's useless,
'cause you're a doll,
and I'm just the homeless kid standing outside the toystore window.