She looked me dead in the eyes.
“I’ve always loved you,” she said.
The rain fell soft on the ground.
“No,” I said, “you never knew me,
And I’ll always regret you.”
She looked away.
“I’ve always loved you,” she said.
The rain fell soft on the ground.
“No,” I said, “you never knew me,
And I’ll always regret you.”
She looked away.
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