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Alone isn't just a word
It is a State of being
Alone is something I hope to longer see
I look for the one to know
Does she search, for the one to show
I see her eyes, and look no more
I've found the one for whom my heart seeks
But will her eyes, ever see mine?

Love isn't something I feel day to day
I learned long ago, that lovemeans so much more
Which Is why I must ask
Do I love her? Will she love me?

I like the way she smiles and speaks
Her distinct personality is something I must met
We have much in common, we like to create
I think I love her, will she love me?

I wish to think, that I'm nice and handsome
We can't always have what we want
I don't know what she looks for
I hope I have some of them though
She must be happy! She deserves happiness!
With so many better guys than me
She has many reasons to show no love
I hope that with my care, I can think
Will she love me?

Adventurous I feel, I need to know
If she will love me
I feel many emotions, fear amongst them
For it keeps asking will she love me
Hope, most powerful of all, needs say only once
She will love me
I feel alone no more