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It’s only been four hours

And I’m already wanting you

All these seconds seem like miles

Can you see what I’m going through?

This questions begs an answer

Could you really feel the same?

Could you really answer yes?

Or would I just be a fun game?

And if I had to be a game

Just what type would I be?

And if its ends up all in pain

Then please, what’s in it for me?

No matte how bad I want you

I’m not here to feel the pain

Because it’s all started with hatred

And it could end up just the same

I look back into past days

Back when we’d never be friends

Funny how some things begin

And then later how they end