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You didn't know how much now you are to me.

I, a friend

Is that all you can see?

I doubt that we are meant to be

Coz’ you're still young and I'm twenty.

I enjoy every second seeing you anyway

And when talking to you on streets everyday.

Thank God I've had chance to meet you.

But I don't know what to feel and what to do.

Forget?

Love?

Leave?

Pursue?

If I choose one among them,

Would you do it too?